The mere fact that somebody would even just sit down, pull out a piece of paper and think about someone the whole way through, with an intention that is so much harder to unearth when the browser is up and the iPhone is pinging and we've got six conversations rolling in at once, that is an art form that does not fall down to the Goliath of "get faster," no matter how many social networks we might join.
Sama činjenica da bi itko samo sjeo, izvukao komad papira i mislio o nekome cijelo vrijeme sa namjerom koju je tako teško otkriti kada vam je  browser otvoren i iPhone zvoni i imamo šest istovremenih razgovora, to je oblik umjetnosti koji ne spada u Golijata brzine, koliko god se društvenih mreža pridružili.