Sunday, November 21, 2010

“You see, we always think of eternity as an idea that can’t be comprehended, as something enormous, gigantic! But why does it have to be so very large? I mean, instead of thinking of it that way, try supposing that all there will be is one little room, something akin to a country bath-house, with soot on the walls and spiders in every corner, and there’s your eternity for you. You know, I sometimes see it that way.”

1 comment:

  1. Another story.
    Another forgone ending.
    Another slab on the morgue.
    Let's see where this one goes.