"She probably thought I was wandering around
god knows where, for god knows how long
without God or cigarettes. I'd guess she was worried."
My memory's not what it used to be.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
William Cowper, "Retirement"
Philologists who chase A panting syllable through time and space, Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark, To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah’s Ark. --William Cowper, "Retirement"
