summer bells

I just finished reading Milan Kundera's "Farewell Waltz." Here's something to ponder...

"In this country people don't respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and they immediately surrender themselves to deadly haste. Can you tell me what kind of day can follow a beginning of such violence? What happens to people whose alarm clock daily gives them a small electric shock? Each day they become more and more used to violence and less used to pleasure. Believe me, it is the mornings that determine a man's character."

I enjoyed the book. Thanks for so kindly checking out all the Kundera good ol lib.ttu.edu had Buns. So thoughtful always.

Also, something else,

"But he knew it was useless to indulge in illusions."

I love the rain.