Thursday, September 3, 2009


“Nobody knows what tribes we came from nor what our tribal inheritance is nor what the mysteries were in the woods where the people lived that we came from. All we know is that we do not know. We know nothing about what happens to us in the nights. When it happens in the day though, it is something.”
Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls (Robert Jordan)

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