Monday, April 23, 2007

Quote

The question may be asked, off the record, why time doesn't pass,
doesn't pass from you, why it piles up all about you, instant on
instant, on all sides, deeper and deeper, thicker and thicker, your
time, others' time, the time of the ancient dead and the dead yet
unborn, why it buries you grain by grain neither dead nor alive.

Samuel Beckett

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