“Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really…How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”
Paul Bowles
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Saturday, October 20, 2012
On treasuring the now
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Fantastic ! Made me pause and ponder ! Thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteOh I know, I've felt this way for such a long time. It's a good thing though, being on the side of so many things to discover and so little time is far better than not having any desires right!
ReplyDeleteTreasure the snow, too!
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This reminds me of A E Housman's poem about the cherry tree "since to look at things in bloom/ fifty springs is little room..."
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