Monday, October 8, 2007

The mere fragrance of clove in spiced tea can set you weeping and howling

Monday, October 8, 2007

This is what happens to people who cease to dream and take risks:

“Survive long enough and you get to a far off point where nothing else of particular interest is going to happen. After that, if you don’t watch out, you can spend all your time tallying your losses and gains in endless narrative. All you love has fled or been taken away. Everything fallen from you except the possibility of jolting and unforwarned memory springing out of the dark, rushing over you with the velocity of heartbreak. May walking down the hall humming an old song-” The Girl I Left Behind Me”- or the mere fragrance of clove in spiced tea can set you weeping and howling when all you’ve been for weeks on end is numb.” By Charles Frazier, 13 Moons

We dared to risk everything. We fell in love. And now, one by one our dreams are coming true.


2 comments:

Daddo said...

Stop it! I getting verklempt. ;)

Angeli said...

..same here my boichika.. :)

 
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