Sunday, 20 February 2011
As I Lay Dying (Of Boredom)
"I don't know what I am. I don't know if I am or not. Jewel knows he is, because does not know that he does not know whether he is or not. He cannot empty himself for sleep because he is not what he is and he is what he is not... and since sleep is is-not and rain and wind are was, it is not... Yet the wagon is, because when the wagon is was, Addie Bundren will not be."
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