Friday, November 30, 2007

Compelled by love of my birthplace, I gathered together the scattered leaves and returned them to him, who was already silent.

3 comments:

Ahab Cloud said...

Dante

_Inferno_

trans. by Robert M. Durling

Canto 14

damn dirty money know how to treat the girls...

Ahab Cloud said...

I've got to say, the quote I posted here goes perfectly with the top video link on the left. That was totally unintended.

yogacephalus said...

I think of my grandfather here, Inferno to imaginative moon.

And thanks for the Conrad quote, too, by the way.