“… we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”
Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky, 1949
From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend reading it.
Groucho Marx” —
Started chapter three of middlemarch tonight…started reading origins of totalitarianism yesterday. We got lots of baby stuff today…used, free…
Wooden wand opening for swans at regency ballroom very good highly recommended. Folksy decemberist sound.
I worked today.it was good. Going to see swans tonight. Feels like weekend already as we get ready for hawaii. A real vacation!