Which

March 9, 2014 @ 8:46 am | Filed under: , ,

There’s never any knowing—(how am I to put it?)—which of our actions, which of our idlenesses won’t have things hanging on it for ever.

—E.M. Forster, Where Angels Fear to Tread


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