Where is the Life we have lost in living?Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
—T.S. Eliot, “Choruses from The Rock”
Where is the time we have lost in discussing?
They are become unsubstantial, reduced by a wind, a breath of pine, and the woodsong fog, by this grace dissolved in place.
Next question, please.
I can't entertain deep thoughts when I'm busy reading chick lit, teenage novels, and old issues of Star Magazine.
Where was your mind when you were chasing me?
What a waste it is to lose one's mind. Or not to have a mind is being very wasteful. How true that is.
I put 'em in the junk drawer. Can't you find them?
Where is the footyou said you'd give to meSoon as it was free will it ever beWhere is the foot?
< crickets >
It's in my RSS reader.
Author of FROM SQUARE ONE: A MEDITATION, WITH DIGRESSIONS, ON CROSSWORDS - hardcover from Scribner and spoken-word adaptation (with rich sound design and original music) from Random House Audio.
Where is the time we have lost in discussing?
They are become unsubstantial, reduced by a wind, a breath of pine, and the woodsong fog, by this grace dissolved in place.
Next question, please.
I can't entertain deep thoughts when I'm busy reading chick lit, teenage novels, and old issues of Star Magazine.
Where was your mind when you were chasing me?
What a waste it is to lose one's mind. Or not to have a mind is being very wasteful. How true that is.
I put 'em in the junk drawer. Can't you find them?
Where is the foot
you said you'd give to me
Soon as it was free
will it ever be
Where is the foot?
< crickets >
It's in my RSS reader.