Monday, December 9, 2002

Dec 09 2002

“Later that night, sitting at the kitchen table, hearing the dog sigh for no reason you can think of, you know Tramp was wrong. There’s endless room in a human heart. Build three rooms or three million, and they’ll have the same tenants: Love. Fear. And Hope.

And isn’t it odd how two of those tenants always end up sharing a room.
James Lileks

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