I neither look forward, where there is doubt, nor backward where there is regret; I look inward and ask myself not if there is anything out in the world that I want and had better grab quickly before nightfall, but whether there is anything inside me that I have not yet unpacked. I want to be certain that before I fold my hands and step into my coffin what little I can do and say and be is completed.
Quentin Crisp
Mal wieder via Jonathan Carroll.
3. Januar 2007 16:13 Uhr. Kategorie Stuff. Keine Antwort.
