Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Robert Browning


But what of my purpose here? Is it but to keep the nerves at strain,
to dry ones eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and to
begin again.
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The Crow said...

That's about the size of it.
Fortunately, I wasn't doing anything else, anyway.

February 10, 2010 at 8:18 PM

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