"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Friday, May 24, 2013
From Michael Gruber's blog, true and witty but not funny:
don't much like to talk about my work while it's in progress or read
reviews or give encouragement to people trying to enter a profession I
know to be a miserable way to make a living, with a premature death rate
that compares unfavorably to coal mining."
That one would rather do nothing else is a separate matter.