September 18th, 2009

Interesting words

"I may be old and cross and ill, a wasted life may lie behind me, and the grave yawn close in front. What does it matter? Reading, off I go into the enchanted forest, into the Age of Gold. Life ceases to be brief, sad, enigmatic; I am perfectly satisfied with it, I taste a joy beyond the reach of fate."
Logan Pearsall Smith