<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498189" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Less Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account<br>of everything, there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous<br>as my fingers and some others; I've distributed some pamphelts to the plants, but not all<br>were willing to accpet them. I've kept company with music for a second only and now I no<br>longer know what to think of suicide, for if I ever want to part from myself, the exit is<br>on this side and, I add mischievously, the entrance, the re-entrance is on the other. You<br>see what you still have to do. Hours, grief, I don't keep a reasonable account of them;<br>I'm alone, I look out of the window; there is no passerby, or rather no one passes<br>(underline passes). You don't know this man? It's Mr. Same.<br>May I introduce Madam Madam? And their children. Then I turn back on my steps, my steps<br>turn back too, but I don't know exactly what they turn back on. I consult a schedule; the<br>names of the towns have been replaced by the names of people who have been quite close to<br>me. Shall I go to A, return to B, change at X? Yes, of course I'll change at X. Provided I<br>don't miss the connection with boredom! There we are: boredom, beautiful parallels, ah!<br>how beautiful the parallels are under God's perpendicular.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Brautigan">Richard Brautigan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498189" data-title="Less Time de Richard Brautigan" data-description="Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything, there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous as my fingers and some others; I've distributed some pamphelts to the p..."></div> </div> </div>

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