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queerbychoice ([personal profile] queerbychoice) wrote2001-08-05 07:28 am
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Edmund White

"Windows climbed one wall, floor to ceiling, and through them I could see the silver-lined gray clouds boiling and descending like a deity about to abduct an extremely willing shepherd."
--Edmund White, The Beautiful Room Is Empty, 1988, p. 5

I love this sentence.

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