Where is it, this present? It has melted in our grasp, fled ere we could touch it, gone in the instant of becoming.
-- William James
Mi Nostalgia Multifacética Por México
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Where is it, this present? It has melted in our grasp, fled ere we could touch it, gone in the instant of becoming.
-- William James
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11/09/2006