You know: in a foolish, undiscriminating way, I've been happy these last few months. I don't know why. I just am. I love my friends; I love my pupils; I love what I read; I -- dammit -- love my thoughts. I love the taste of oranges.
Thornton Wilder in a letter to Gertrude Stein, Aug 14, 1936

Monday, July 21, 2014

MONDAY MORNING

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  1. icowdaveJuly 21, 2014 at 8:52 AM

    I wonder, what cinematic gems didn't make the final cut for this masterpiece?

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