Literature At It’s Best

Posted on January 13, 2010


“It is only in sleep that we may know we live. There only, in that living death, do we meet ourselves and the far earth, God and the saints, the names of our fathers, the substance of remote moments: it is there that the centuries merge in the moment, that the vast becomes the tiny, tangible atom of eternity.”

–Excerpt from William Saroyan’s “The Daring Young Man On The Flying Trapeze”