Tuesday, February 9, 2010

"Something must always remain that eludes us...for power to have an object on which to be excercised, a space in which to stretch out its arms...as long as i know there exists in the world someone who does tricks only for the love of the trick, as long as i know there is a woman who loves reading for reading's sake, i can convince myself that the world continues...and every evening i, too, abandon myself to reading, like that distant unknown woman..."

- if on a winter's night a traveler

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