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March 21, 2007
Word
This is the last bit I'll post for a least a tiny time re: the majesty that is my man of letters J.S., but Rick sent me this quote today from a piece called Immortal Days from There & Then: The Travel Writings of James Salter, that I thought was well worth a share:
"It is snowing in Glenwood and Vail. The snow is sweeping across Denver, across the plains into Nebraska. The long months of winter are here, the lights of the town in the dusk, the blue falling on the runs. There are crowds in the bar of the Hotel Jerome. The huge windows are misting over. The young men who in an hour will be waiters are leaving to change their clothes.
It is not a life we are living. It is life's reward, beautiful because it seems eternal and because we know quite well it is not."
Posted by Bree at March 21, 2007 07:55 PM