Tom Stoppard. "We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered." [Quotes of the Day]
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January 3, 2003
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Posted by snooze at January 3, 2003 4:49 PM