Here’s another good one
Behind them the trees stood leafless, waiting for life but as yet coldly exposed in their differences, waiting formally arranged, like the moment of silence when one enters a party of people abruptly turned, holding their glasses at attention, a party of people all the wrong size.
See? Isn’t that great? Don’t you want to read this book so we can email back and forth about it? Last year I casually said that I had no interest in reading Gaddis and yet here I am and I want you here with me! All of you!
