07. ad infinitum

August 30, 2009

Place is a strange notion.

Here is a quote brought to my attention by a friend, excerpted in a book that he recommended and I in turn read.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

Isaac Watts

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