I have this book that I hope to read soon. "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle" by David Wroblewski.
page 161, 5th complete sentence, reads:
Just when normal life felt almost possible -- when the world held some kind of order, meaning, even loveliness (the prismatic spray of light through an icicle; the stillness of a sunrise), some small thing would go awry and the veil of optimism was torn away, the barren world revealed.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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