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Nov 11, 2009 20:52

"Now I will walk, as if I had an end in view, across the room, to the balcony under the awning. I see the sky, softly feathered with its sudden effulgence of moon. I also see the railings of the square, and two people without faces, leaning like statues against the sky. There is then a world immune from change. When I have passed through this ( Read more... )

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ecrivaine November 13 2009, 09:00:18 UTC
That is one of my top-five favorite books of all time.

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evensong November 14 2009, 08:43:11 UTC
An amazing novel-play-poem. Some days, I (if one can even write I here) identify with Rhoda a little too much. But, then again, don't we all?

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lightup_tea November 14 2009, 19:23:16 UTC
Rhoda!! Yes, it is all about Rhoda.

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