sarraute-motionless

She did not move. And about her the entire house, the street, seemed to encourage her, seemed to consider this motionlessness natural.

Thought:

“You know that dream of Tolstoy’s where he’s in some sort of bed contraption suspended between the abyss below and the abyss above? You know that one? Well, I gave it to him, the Lord said.”

Joy Williams | “See That You Remember”

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