The only miracle we can perform is to go on living, said the woman, to preserve the fragility of life from day to day, as if it were blind and did not know where to go, and perhaps it is like that, perhaps it really does not know, it placed itself in our hands, after giving us intelligence, and this is what we have made of it.~Jose Saramago, Blindness
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Day Two Hundred and Fifty-Seven: Blindness
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