the lantern is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.
03 December 2009
the stunning first sentence of the Richard Yates novel "Revolutionary Road"
"The final dying sounds of their dress rehearsal left the Laurel Players with nothing to do but stand there, silent and helpless, blinking out over the footlights of an empty auditorium."
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