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One Seventh Of Your Life Is Spent On Monday.

But The Quiet Grows And Grows. Beautifully And Unbearably.

Only Times And Places, Only Names And Ghosts.

Such Prosperity As We Have Known It Up To The Present Is The Consequence Of Rapidly Spending The Planet's Irreplaceable Capital.

For In Spite Of Language, In Spite Of Intelligence And Intuition And Sympathy, One Can Never Really Communicate Anything To Anybody.