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The old church, with its sharp steeple, rotted slowly, decently, prosperously, like a good man's wife.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
Most of the time we think we're sick, it's all in the mind.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
The exquisite smell of the south, clean but funky, like a big woman.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
And it was this that awed him — the weird combination of fixity and change, the terrible moment of immobility stamped with eternity in which, passing life at great speed, both the observer and the observed seem frozen in time.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
Through Chance, we are each a ghost to all the others, and our only reality; through Chance, the huge hinge of the world, and a grain of dust; the stone that starts an avalanche, the pebble whose concentric circles widen across the seas.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
By Christmas, with fair luck, he might be eligible for service in khaki: by Spring, if God was good, all the proud privileges of trench-lice, mustard gas, spattered brains, punctured lungs, ripped guts, asphyxiation, mud and gangrene, might be his.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
It was like a dream of hell, when a man finds his own name staring at him from the Devil's ledger; like a dream of death, when he who comes as mourner finds himself in the coffin, or as witness to a hanging, the condemned upon the scaffold.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)
Nacreous pearl light swam faintly about the hem of the lilac darkness; the edges of light and darkness were stitched upon the hills. Morning moved like a pearl-gray tide across the fields and up the hillflanks, flowing rapidly down into the soluble dark.
Look Homeward, Angel (1929)