Monday, March 14, 2011

To, For and Of Sendai

There is a book in my collection which I must admit I have not read but the first few pages of, but which has nonetheless stuck in my mind.  It is the following words in particular, which I find quite apropo in relation to my present mood.

"(I laid down my pen, put the scattered sheets into)..the portfolio, covered the inkstand, and laid my hand in hers.  'Not to-morrow,' I said, 'not to-morrow. Let us go now,"

A page from In the Forest of Arden (1903) by Hamilton Wright Mabie

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