Quotation of the day
"But one morning, turning to pass the doubloon, he seemed to be
newly attracted by the strange figures and inscriptions stamped on
it, as though now for the first time beginning to interpret for
himself in some monomaniac way whatever significance might lurk in
them. And some certain significance lurks in all things, else all
things are little worth, and the round world itself but an empty
cipher, except to sell by the cartload, as they do hills about
Boston, to fill up some morass in the Milky Way.."
