Sunday, November 29, 1857

From the shelf

Nothing in the canon is tethered to November 29. 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 1858 this day opens on Leo Tolstoy.

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

November 29 · Quotationary