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Saturday, March 11, 2006

Not much

Edna O'Brien writes very surely about Beckett, ever nearing that significant date.
[He] often spoke of darkness and what made him tremble before the paintings of Caspar David Friedrich and Jack Yeats was illumination wrested from darkness and the void.
Ah, it's a good thing now we have the electric light switch instead.

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