I have lived in fact, as most people do, hither and thither almost indifferently, wherever I could be near the one I loved, or where there appeared to be some economic advantage in my living, or where I expected to be able to work well. But what if I had not had these motives? If nothing mattered...
ANOTHER DAY OR TWO PASSED. OFTEN HER IMAGINATION worked the other way, not for her but against her; not in self-deception but demoralized and uncontrollable. There came a midday when, standing and resting at the kitchen-window, she could think of nothing but the ugliest matters of fact in the pai...
It is murderously precise and succinct. It contains, in its 108 pages, more levels and layers of experience than many books five times its length. The book centers on various overlapping triangles among a group of beings who are mostly, but not exclusively, human. It takes...
