one for the punch.
chapter five : our temporary residence
Published Monday, January 09, 2006 by p-h-i-l | E-mail this post
" but now i know that our world is no more than a wave rising on the ocean.
Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them,
all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink "
-the memoirs of a geisha : arthur golden
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