Last night I finished up Rebecca West's
stellar The Fountain Overflows.
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“Yes,” said Mamma, “this is the worst of life, that love does not give us common sense but is a sure way of losing it. We love people, and we say that we are going to do more for them than friendship, but it makes such fools of us that we do far less, indeed sometimes what we do could be mistaken for the work of hatred.”
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I am listening to Mary Roach's
Packing for Mars and I intend to start Myke Cole's
The Armored Saint this evening.