Wednesday 23 November 2005

Quote of the day

With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Who among them do they think could bury you?

— Bob Dylan, “Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands” (1966)

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