Saturday, August 11, 2012


We're always thinking of eternity as 
an idea that cannot be understood, 
something immense. 
But why must it be? 

What if, instead of all this, 
you suddenly find just a little room there, 
something like a village bath house, 
grimy, and spiders in every corner, 
and that's all eternity is. 

Sometimes, you know, 
I can't help feeling that that's what it is.

~ Fyodor Dostoyevsky
from The Brothers Karamazov
with thanks to whiskeyriver


Whitemist said...

infinately large,
infinetesimally small -
concepts i deal with in every day work life,
may be this is why i am a bit off?
But the peace i had for that breif time i was "dead",
unbelivable and wonderful -
i would have no problem being there