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I cleaned off the cork board today, and I found a quote I cut out of a book:
"Each thing I do I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass – a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car, I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, landscapes unvisited..."
That's all. Just thought I'd share.Labels: general
posted by Jennifer at 2/16/2006 10:16:00 AM
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Jennifer said...
Post a CommentFound the rest of it here:
2/16/2006 01:14:00 PMhttp://stephenking.kraftysworld.co.uk/novels/pursuit.htm
Stephen Dobyns -- "Pursuit" from Cemetery Nights, 1987
Anonymous said...
that's one of my fav poems, perhaps reflects who i'm or what im
4/18/2006 04:43:00 PMtrying to be, both, a victim and a murderer of my time. im italian.
baci!
federico
federico.benigni@gmail.com
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