Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to — Philip Roth, Indignation
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Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to remember each moment of life down to its tiniest component?

— Philip Roth, Indignation
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