How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
WEEK 3
I don't time to update for this class, so I'll leave it up to Winston to come up with what we thought about it. Update will come soon. Promise.
Nothing that belonged to it exists any more. He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.
