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Friday, November 27, 2009

After a certain age our memories are so intertwined with one another that the thing of which we are thinking, the book that we are reading are of scarcely any importance. We have put something of ourself everywhere, everything is fertile, everything is dangerous, and we can make discoveries no less precious than in Pascal’s Pensées in an advertisement of soap.

1 Comments:

  • This is exactly what I think. But it is said so well that I wish I were the one who said it.

    By Anonymous Tom, at 10:37 AM  

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