Even the weather in its inconsistency is at least routinely inconsistent... But as I struggle up this 40-year hill, I have to consider what I will see at the top... As the 70-year old me beats his chest, who's going to hear that roar of success...? Hello? Exactly, no one... In the sea will I wash. The swell of the sea is just kind of swell. I enjoyed today.
What a brilliant film! The cinematography and soundtrack, the script and acting. All converge to make for a lifetime in a day for this man. It reminds me of this little bit from a poem:
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| TS Eliot |
We shall not cease from explorationFrom `Little Gidding (part V), by TS Eliot.
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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