Monday, September 6, 2010

This one got me laid.

"For we are all swimmers ephemerally buoyed by what will engulf us at the last; still dreaming of islands though the mainland has been lost; swept remorselessly out to sea while we spread our arms to the beautiful shore."
(Peter De Vries, Peckham's Marbles, 1986)

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