Monday, November 9, 2015

Daily Dose


From Confessions, by Jaume Cabre, translated by Mara Faye Lethem

SINCE

"Since we were stiff with cold, jumping over the cemetery fence and into the world earned me rip in my trousers.  And we left the dead alone and cold and in the dark with their never-ending stories."

From Book IV, Palimpsestus, 25

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