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All that
city. You just couldn’t see the end to it. The end? Please? You
please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that
gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure.
And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There was no problem. It wasn’t
what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn’t see. You
understand that? What I didn’t see. In all that sprawling city
there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did
not see was where the whole thing came to an end. The end of the
world...
Take a piano.
The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eighty-eight of
them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You
are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is
infinite. I like that. That I can live by.
| 分类:从*开始 |
| 分类:只要天空 |
| 分类:从*开始 |
| 分类:只要天空 |
| 分类:爱诫 |
| 分类:从*开始 |
| 分类:飘 |
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blog的第一篇,竟然突然想起来这一段。。 |