“It’s simply that we grow dull with the passing years. We grow tired. We lose all true talent for grief or faithfulness. We surrender to time. Yet every day we swallow food and lick our fingers-in this respect we are unyielding. If we are not fed for two days we go out of our mind,Continue reading “RKS Literature: Growing Dull with The Passing Years (Alexsandr Solzhenitsyn)”
