quarta-feira, 13 de outubro de 2021

Meditações - The house kept its own time

The house kept its own time, like the old-fashioned grandfather clock in the living room. People who happened by raised the weights, and as long as the weights were wound, the clock continued ticking away. But with people gone and the weights unattended, whole chunks of time were left to collect in deposits of faded life on the floor.

Haruki Murakami, A Wild Sheep Chase: A Novel (1982)

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