A beautiful evocation of swiftness resembling stillness, of things moving so fast that they seem stationary.

And all this great universe that seems so still is but like a spinning top, that looks still from very swiftness. 

Source: Mary Webb, Precious Bane (Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1981), p. 129

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