August 31, 2004
Dear David

was looking for something else, but found this old bit in Coupland's Generation X:

"Blood rushed to my ears, and my heart went bang; I broke into a sweat andd the words of Rilke, the poet, entered my brain -- his notion that we are all of us born with a letter inside us, and that only if we are true to ourselves, may we be allowed to read it before we die. The burning blood in my ears told me that Mr. Takamichi had somehow mistaken the [Marilyn] Monroe photo in the safe for the letter inside of himself, and that I, myself, was in peril of making some sort of similar mistake."

Posted by dbrown at August 31, 2004 05:00 PM
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