whizzing through! ??
"'We'll just see about that. Now keep quiet.' And she reached up and peeled back the tarpaulin a little, revealing a blue stripe of shifting sky," (141). Poetry.
whizzing through! ??
"'We'll just see about that. Now keep quiet.' And she reached up and peeled back the tarpaulin a little, revealing a blue stripe of shifting sky," (141). Poetry.
(reading this before the movie comes out)
(our problems are so much deeper than us)
"...the only real subject was the way the subject kept changing, and how could anyone live in a crazy situation in which nothing remained the same for five minutes and no narrative was ever driven through to its conclusion, there could be no meaning in such an environment, only absurdity..."
Waking up with this one today! 📚