I like the cut of his jib and the glint in his eye, the arrow of his song and the beg of his question.
I like the cut of his jib and the glint in his eye, the arrow of his song and the beg of his question.
“They say it’s flat as sea level and, so far as the eye can tell, it sure looks like it — some great, blunt stub of the earth, level as a table, as if the creator had meant to mimic in dirt and pure planes of real estate the dark ascensions and black declinations of space, all His monotonous deep celestials.”
Stanley Elkin | The Rabbi of Lud