When one afternoon you hesitate while reaching for the telephone's black reciever, where would the words you wanted to say come from and where would they go?
-Shuntaro Tanikawa
Thursday, September 28, 2006
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“New York is a city of conversations overheard, of people at the next restaurant table (micrometers away) checking your watch, of people reading the stories in your newspaper on the subway train.” (William E. Geist, New York Times columnist)
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