Treasure Island

Philip Larkin

(9 August 1922 – 2 December 1985 / West Midlands / England)

Toads Revisited



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Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Tim Woodhouse (10/23/2008 1:33:00 AM)

    I hate work myself sometimes, only to find that I lose my identity and sense of self-worth without it.
    Without the mundane, repetitive and predictable, how can we appreciate the exciting and varied pleasures of life from time to time? (Report) Reply

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