I want time in which to walk quietly
over the earth, among uncrazed men. I want time in which to build a house,
inhabit it, create a past with meaning. I want time in which to seek and find
love. I want time. I want to be unhurried, uncaught. I want time in which to
sleep and waken, in which to dream the truth of my being on earth. Time.
William Saroyan
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