...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)
February 12, 2006
The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment....
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