April 11, 2004

  • Taken last year, about this time of year on a train from Montreal to Toronto.

    There is a stream of things entering into being, and time is a raging torment; for no sooner does
    each thing enter our sight than it has been swept away, and another is passing in it’s place, and that
    too will be swept away.
    Marcus Aurelius

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