Excerpt:
And so, slowly, reluctantly, I have been driven back to my
starting-point, like a man who at the end of a tremendous journey is
told that he has been sleepwalking. (Lawrence Durrell)
Christmas came and went, as it had always, and we sat on a veranda
and looked at Cassiopeia and Camelopardalis and entered the kitchen to
use the blender and read about wars in books with great bindings of
green and polished the tureen and arranged cookies on plates in the
shape of our fates. A card from Eddie. Another card from Edie. A card
from von Schwangenhausen, from a U. S. Army base near Bremen,
indecipherable beyond the precincts of his voice. But it had the
phrase, "Question of going in new direction through door that is open." A
card from Lafayette, he's bought a new house, he's bought grouse, his
three year old lavender point Siamese has caught a mouse. A card from
Uncle Normie, he's had a bad cold, from taking a cold bath. A card from
Toots Pankin, the weather is great in North Miami Beach, the price of
condominiums has gone down; Toots is such a clown, his eyes are brown.
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