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“সেভাবেই সে মেনে নিক তার জীবনের আগের ও পরের নিবিড়-জমাট অন্ধকারে ভরা দুই প্রান্তকেও, দুই শূন্য গর্তকেও। 'কল্পনা', বলেন নবোকভ, 'বেশি কল্পনা করা থামাও, আর জীবনকে উপভোগ করার জন্যই জীবনকে বেশি উপভোগ কোরো না।”

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Book:আগস্ট আবছায়া
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