Friday, February 09, 2007


Phoebe Maltz doesn't understand my acceptance of a bag worth 500 meals but my rejection of a car worth a house. It's probably irrational. A house is unlike any of the others, which are fleeting and consumable. You (or worse, someone else) can wreck a car, and even a nice one is probably only going to last a decade. But a house, absent fire, flood, or whirlwind, will stand for a lifetime. And owning a house means you own the land, and the land--
Why, land is the only thing in the world worth workin' for, worth fightin' for, worth dyin' for, because it's the only thing that lasts. . . . . It will come to you, this love of the land. There's no gettin' away from it if you're Irish.
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