Posted on Sunday, 17 July 2011

I hated to get up.

I hung up and sat quite still for a moment in Bradshaw’s leather-cushioned swivel chair. The walls of books around me, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters. I hated to get up.

-from The Chill, by Ross MacDonald

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