Friday, June 9, 2017

Daily Dose

From The Naked Civil Servant, by Quentin Crisp


"I found that I had become so spinsterish that I was made neurotic not only by my life of domesticity but by the slightest derangement of my room. I would burst into a fit of weeping if the kettle was not facing due east."

From Chapter 21

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