"nothing but wind and chaff and...the laughter of yokels,"
Friday, July 20, 2007
Days crawl, years fly
(Tevye) Is this the little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play? (Golde) I don't remember growing older When did they? (Tevye) When did she get to be a beauty? When did he get to be so tall? (Golde) Wasn't it yesterday When they were small?
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