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Winter comes early in this city. The first snow covers all the soot and debris that three other seasons left behind.
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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
Samuel Beckett, Murphy (1938) |
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"He - for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it - was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters."
from "Orlando" by Virginia Woolf |
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I love that book, like I said.
I borrowed The Virgin Suicides, also by Eugenides, from the library but never got around to reading it. I liked the movie, though. |
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