"... and where, in the midst of absurd enticements, one could do nothing but keep going, keep going astray."
The Castle
Sunday, October 17, 2010
A kind of radiance
Aurally, she said, the flu had given everything around her a kind of radiance. That was one way of thinking of it. The other was to notice how this everything dispersed as it tried to get in to her past the over-whelming loudness, the ringing thick white, of her own ears.
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