color*breeze
the reachable sky is still too far away
but i will get there somehow

Saturday, August 08, 2009

"What is it? My dear?"
"Ah, how can we bear it?"
"Bear what?"
"This. For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?"
"We can be quiet together, and pretend - since it's only the beginning - that we have all the time in the world."
"And everyday we have less. And then none."
"Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?"
"No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running elswhere."


- A. S. Byatt, Possession

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