- Tim Winton
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
cloudstreet
And you can't help but worry for them, love them, want for them - those who go on down the close, foetid galleries of time ad space without you.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
so ghostly, easy.
I could hear an indescribable seething roar which wasn’t in my ear but everywhere and had nothing to do with sounds. I realized that I had died and been reborn numberless times but just didn’t remember especially because the transitions from life to death and back to life are so ghostly easy, a magical action for naught, like falling asleep and waking up again a million times, the utter casualness and deep ignorance of it.
- Jack Kerouac
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
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