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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449157" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Inevitable</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somewhere in Forster&mdash;was it Aspects of the Novel?&mdash;<br>there's something to the effect of, <br>How can I tell what I think till I see what I say? <br>I've always meant to check the quote, but I'm half afraid <br>it won't be there, or if it is, that I got it all wrong, <br>and I pretty much like it the way it is&mdash;<br>I pull it out and toss it onto the table like one of those <br>really brightly colored chips that only get thrown into the pot <br>after the hand has gotten out of control and someone wants <br>to say something a bit more heady than, I'll see you, <br>and raise you, but that's what he always says, it's inevitable. <br>In fact, it is inevitable, the word, inevitable, <br>that has bought me down this road in the first place, <br>that made me remember Forster, and whether or not <br>something is inevitable&mdash;now, this is the leap&mdash;like, say, <br>the week I just spent in Illinois with a married woman, <br>who for a long time has been burning <br>like one of those sad wildfires they have had <br>all summer long out West, that gets bigger and hotter, <br>and spreads, it seems, forever, and while this one burned, <br>I kept telling myself that it was inevitable <br>that we would end up in the same town somewhere <br>at the same time, and inevitable, too, that after a few days <br>one or both of us would allow our ambiguity <br>about what was going on to get the best of us, <br>and we both would walk off sad and hurt, <br>when really it was not us who had a right <br>to sad and hurt, her husband and children having <br>a much better claim, and in the interest of terribly clarity, <br>of unrelenting truth, it is necessary here to interject <br>the word guilt, and while some people, <br>those who buy into religion, for example, who touch <br>finger to finger with the Hand of Heaven, <br>all herb and clay-tinted oil, on a stone ceiling, <br>will use Eve's apple to explain how all this is inevitable, <br>part of some great master plan. I wonder; <br>or was it simply another test, an opportunity to <br>do the right thing, and perhaps we failed, and I am not <br>even sure about that, but I know that she and I feel guilty, <br>and while I thought it was inevitability <br>I was talking about here, it was something else entirely, <br>and I guess old Forster was right, even if he didn't say it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Anonymous submission.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+McKee">Louis McKee</a><div class=q>
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there's something to the effect of, 
How can I tell what I think till I see what I say? 
I've always meant to check the quote, but I'm half afraid 
it won't be there, or if it is, that..."></div>
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