The eye: the window to the soul; the center of the face's beauty; the point where a person's identity is concentrated; but at the same time an optica… - Milan Kundera

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The eye: the window to the soul; the center of the face's beauty; the point where a person's identity is concentrated; but at the same time an optical instrument that requires constant washing, wetting, maintenance by a special liquid dosed with salt. So the gaze, the greatest marvel man possesses, is regularly interrupted by a mechanical washing action.