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My page in tribute to my now late favourite author and mentor, Mordecai Richler
CSM Quotation
Life...is like a box of chocolates. A
cheap, thoughtless, perfunctoral
gift that no one ever asks for.
Unreturnable because all you get
back is another box of chocolates.
So, you're stuck with mostly
undefinable whipped mint crap,
mindlessly wolfed down when
there's nothing else to eat while
you're watching the game. Sure,
once in a while you get a peanut
butter cup or an English toffee but
it's gone too fast and the taste is
fleeting. In the end, you're left
with nothing but broken bits filled
with hardened jelly and teeth
shattering nuts, which if you are
desperate enough to eat leaves
nothing but an empty box of
useless brown paper wrappers.
" I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream.
That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor, and
surviving. " ( Colonel Kurtz )
