What pleases me is the evolution of the match theme: those magic ones he had shown me had been trifled with and mislaid; and his armies had also vanished, and everything had fallen through, like my toy trains that... I had tried to run over the the frozen puddles in the grounds of the Hotel Oranien. The following of such designs should be, i think, the true purpose of autobiography .
― Lamp, Tuesday, 16 June 2009 03:18 (fourteen years ago) link