"That had to be David, his voice low and whispery,
both humble and a little startled. Confucius say if man want to grow one row of
corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.
"That had to be David, his voice low and whispery, both humble and a
little startled.
Confucius say if man want to grow one row of corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.
Confucius say if man want to grow one row of corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.
"That had
to be David, his voice low and whispery, both humble and a little
startled.
Confucius say if man want to grow one row of corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.
Confucius say if man want to grow one row of corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.
Confucius say
if man want to grow one row of corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.
He thought that in a moment sleep would return - a more final sleep - but it did not.
He looked at it in the strong late afternoon sunlight slanting in through the window.
He looked at it in the strong late afternoon sunlight slanting in through the window.
He thought that in a moment sleep would return - a more final sleep - but it did not.
He looked at it in the strong late afternoon sunlight slanting in through the window.
He looked at it in the strong late afternoon sunlight slanting in through the window.