To work, even to play on Sunday, was not of necessity reprehensible, in my opinion. It all depended on the state of mind of him who worked, or played, and on the nature of his work, of his play, in my opinion.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Molloy - pg. 92
Labels: Samuel Beckett
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