Désolation
Par Alice, lundi 25 février 2008 à 10:54 :: Sur la toile :: rss
Un blog me fait découvrir un dépotoir de livres.
Je songe à la fin de Bartleby:
Je songe à la fin de Bartleby:
Dead letters! does it not sound like dead men? Conceive a man by nature and misfortune prone to a pallid hopelessness, can any business seem more fitted to heighten it than that of continually handling these dead letters and assorting them for the flames? For by the cart-load they are annually burned. Sometimes from out the folded paper the pale clerk takes a ring: — the finger it was meant for, perhaps, moulders in the grave; a bank-note sent in swiftest charity: — he whom it would relieve, nor eats nor hungers any more; pardon for those who died despairing; hope for those who died unhoping; good tidings for those who died stifled by unrelieved calamities. On errands of life, these letters speed to death.
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1. Le lundi 25 février 2008 à 20:38, par zvezdo
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