"I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme." -- Henry James
Monday, December 7, 2015
Daily Dose
From Midnight Oil, by V. S. Pritchett
DREAMING
"Were they dreaming? What were they dreaming about? The answer is 'Nothing whatever'; incuriously and with vacant and passive pleasure the minutes poured through them like sand in an hourglass that had no hours."
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