“The town hasn’t changed that much. Looking out on Jointner Avenue is like looking through a thin pane of ice – like the one you can pick off the top of the town cistern in November if you knock it around the edges first – looking through that at your childhood. It’s wavy and misty and in some place it trails off into nothing, but most of it is still all there.”
He stopped, amazed. He had made a speech.
“You talk just like your books,” she said, awed.”
- Ben Mears and Susan Norton from Stephen King’s ‘
“And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;--
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?”
- From Percy Bysshe Shelley's Love’s Philosophy
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