Thursday, August 21, 2003

"You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you new there would always be the spring, as you knew the the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason." Ernest Hemingway "The Moveable Feast" 8:44:28 PM

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