it’s about time

I was right not to be afraid of any thief but myself…

November 13th, 2007 by timelady

…who will end by leaving me nothing.

This post on Violent Acres, an acerbic, acidic, cruelly, passionately, viciously, defiantly honest funny sad bittersweet blog, has struck a chord today.

I hate that. Of course I do. I don’t want to be told what I know, just when I don’t want to know. Not, by the way, that she intends telling anyone anything. She has dropped it onto us, to do what we will with. Or not. Just deal, she says. Or not. It isn’t for us that she writes.

The alternative quote for the title was:

The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. No other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.

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