"...I looked out the window. He was alone in the doorway, digging the street. Bitterness, recriminations, advice, morality, sadness - everything was behind him, and ahead of him was the ragged and ecstatic joy of pure being..."
Sal, on the indomitable Dean Moriarty, in "On the Road", by James Keruoac
".....We should be careful of each other, we should be kind, while there is still time." Philip Larkin
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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