Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Why is life worth living?

As Woody Allen puts it, in the movie Manhattan:
Why is life worth living? It’s a very good question. Well, there are certain things I guess that make it worthwhile. Like what? For me, I would say, what, Groucho Marx, to name one thing … and Willie Mays … the 2nd movement of the Jupiter Symphony … Louis Armstrong’s recording of Potato Head Blues … Swedish movies, naturally … Sentimental Education by Flaubert … Marlon Brando, Frank Sinatra … those incredible apples and pears by Cezanne … the crabs at Sam Wo’s … uh … Tracy’s face …

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