I bear no guilt for reading fewer books this year than any other in recent memory – I regret only my morbid fascination with the sulphurous news, as the worst aspects of human nature become manifest. 679 more words
Two passages from Anna Kavan’s story, “Glorious Boys” from her collection I am Lazarus, published in 1945:
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What a fiendishly efficient machine war is, she thought, remembering him as he was and the writing, a bit immature but sensitive and with much integrity.