Friday, June 17, 2011

Written in 1973

"It was an evening which, by some mysterious combination of failing light and the smell of an unrecognized plant, brings back to some men the sense of childhood and of future hope and to others the sense of something which has been lost and nearly forgotten." --
Graham Greene, at the beginning of his fine late novel The Honorary Consul. I often find myself going back to Greene when I crave a dose of clean English prose and superior storytelling.

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