A full breath of Fénelon — bound in two volumes, printed in 1825, and still echoing with everything he couldn’t say aloud. These books carry the quiet force of a man too refined for fanaticism, too spiritually dangerous to serve a king. There is no noise here. Just precision, devotion, and the slow undoing of self.

Read long enough, and the voice starts to feel like prayer — not the kind spoken in churches, but the kind whispered through closed doors, in exile, under candlelight. Political, mystical, deliberate. Unmoved by time

-Great - Book is well kept and displays minimal signs of age or wear.

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