Wednesday, December 29, 2004

‘It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe --though we didn't know it at the time. We know it now. Because it's in the past; because we have survived.’

R.I.P Susan Sontag.

Shocked at the obituary page, anyone who can name a novel ‘The Volcano Lover’ is ok by me.

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