"For a time the earth held him in a smoldering hiatus that might have been called contentment."
William Faulkner, Flags in the Dust
Basically, I believe in peace, and bashing two bricks together.
"For a time the earth held him in a smoldering hiatus that might have been called contentment."
William Faulkner, Flags in the Dust
"It was like a road stretching on through darkness, into nothingness and so away; a road lined with black motionless trees O thou grave myrtle shapes amid which Death. A road along which he and Narcissa walked like two children drawn apart from the other to opposite sides of it; strangers, yet not daring to separate and go in opposite ways, while the sinister gods watched them with cold unwinking eyes. And somewhere, everywhere, behind and before and about them pervading, the dark warm cave of Belle’s rich discontent and the tiger-reek of it. But the world was opening out before him fearsome and sad and richly moribund, and filled with shadowy shapes of dread and of delight not to be denied: he must go on, though the other footsteps sounded fainter and fainter in the darkness behind him and then not at all. Perhaps they had ceased, or turned into a byway."
William Faulkner, Flags in the Dust
