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“The pale, cold light of the winter sunset did not beautify—it was like the light of truth itself. When the smoky clouds hung low in the west and the red sun went down behind them, leaving a pink flush on the snowy roofs and the blue drifts, then the wind sprang up afresh, with a kind of bitter song, as if it said: This is reality, whether you like it or not. All those frivolities of summer, the light and shadow, the living mask of green that trembled over everything, they were lies, and this is what was underneath. This is the truth. It was as if we were being punished for loving the loveliness of summer.” Excerpt From: Willa Sibert Cather. “My Antonia.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright. Check out this book on the iBooks Store: https://itunes.apple/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewBook?id=498702120
Posted on: Sun, 14 Dec 2014 05:28:27 +0000

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