Every particle of sand in the glass of time is precious to me, even if I were able to set my facts in order and give an account of them.
–Saint Augustine, Confessions, 253-4, translated by R. S. Pine-Coffin
The title is a song by Bob Dylan.
Every particle of sand in the glass of time is precious to me, even if I were able to set my facts in order and give an account of them.
–Saint Augustine, Confessions, 253-4, translated by R. S. Pine-Coffin
The title is a song by Bob Dylan.