Time counts

"Suddenly, hatefully, it struck me that there was a generation younger than mine. Another bunch. And so we were no longer licensed to idle at cafés, to be merely promising as we we were in Paris, but were regularly expected to deliver the goods, books and movies to be judged by others. At my age, appointments must be kept, I thought, searching for a taxi.
Time counts."

Mordecai Richler - A sense of the ridiculous

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