Tuesday, October 17, 2006

17th Oct '06, Tuesday

A million little peices.

The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.
I broke something, Old Man.
How badly is it broken?
It's in a million little peices.
Im afraid I cant help you.
Why?
There's nothing you can do.
Why?
It can't be fixed.
Why?
It's broken beyond repair. It's in a million little peices.

-- James Frey

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