Tuesday, January 31, 2136

From the shelf

Nothing in the canon is tethered to January 31. One line is set aside for this year, the same line for every reader.

Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river.
Jorge Luis BorgesA New Refutation of Time · 1947

In 2137 this day opens on Leo Tolstoy.

Arrow keys turn the day. S keeps the line. Slash focuses search.

January 31 · Quotationary