This is an old paper from my community college days.
Could Chekov and Tagore contrast in style, content, tone, and focus any more than they do? 1,018 more words
The world had changed, at least the bit of it that surrounded Chris had and he hadn’t noticed until now. In the same way that you don’t notice children growing up until you look at the marks and dates on the door frame where you ritually measured them off every year, it was only in long casted moments of reflection that he realised the problem. 752 more words