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January 13, 2007 | 04:07pm
Mood: allergy-esque

BOSTON MAN: The … the day he died … after the congestion of both lungs had shut off any possibility of recovery … Mr. Merrick asked me to make arrangements—to have his body sent home. "It's not a pleasant place to be lying while the world is moving and doing and bettering," he said, "but it rather seems as though we ought to go back to the place we came from in the end." He told me you would come in for a look at him and that after you’d had your say he wouldn't have much to fear from the judgment of God. I didn't understand what he meant at the time—I couldn't comprehend it. Unfortunately, I see that he was right.

- excerpt from The Sculptor's Funeral by Willa Cather

In other news, freezing rain is a bitch & I have developed a sudden obsession with geology.

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from: brittnik
date: January 14, 2007 02:30am (UTC)

Willa Cather! I'm going to try to get through "My Antonia" again some time soon. I love "Paul's Case: A Study In Temperament." AHHHH.

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from: aodh
date: January 14, 2007 02:40am (UTC)

Haha, I was introduced to her via one of my friends... just this afternoon. I've been reading random stories all day :)

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