"Such is life. It is no cleaner than a kitchen; it reeks like a kitchen; and if you mean to cook your dinner, you must expect to soil your hands; the real art is in getting them clean again, and therein lies the whole morality of our epoch."
— Honoré de Balzac (Père Goriot)
Friday, April 28, 2017
#8 - "Soft Pipes, Play on"
"'I am thinking, young man, about the final sentence for The Books of Bokonon. The time for the final sentence has come.'" - Cat's Cradle, K. Vonnegut.
Rory has posted her last blog. You should write your last one in reference to hers. Good-bye, Rory, you will be missed...