Occupation: Writer Birth: July 9, 1911 Death: November 17, 1968
I am the wilderness lost in man..
I want a lot to eat, I'm going to think today..
Seeing an Earl as an owl on a mantelpiece, and having part of one's face removed by a cat, both on the same morning, can temporarily undermine the se….
The moon slid inexorably into its zenith, the shadows shrivelling to the feet of all that cast them, and as Rantel approached the hollow at the hem o….