Thursday, 11 August 2016

A Note of Rare Profundity.

‘Let’s not be Cathy and Heathcliff or Ash and Christabel. Let’s be us. When the world turns dark and there is no place for lawyers or commercial whizz kids, when I am dead and come to dust, when you’re scraping a meagre living with Edgar and the rest of the neo-cavemen, find a quiet beach with wet sand and write our story in it. Then smile as the incoming tide washes it away. I don’t think it will be the end.’
~Anonymous MS from an unlikely source.

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