“The deaths of others carry us off bit by bit, until there will be nothing left; and this, too, will be, in a way, a mercy.” John Updike from his short story, “Deaths of Distant Friends” found in The Literary Dog.
I love reading them, so now I’m joining the #SundaySentence party started by David Abrams over at the Quivering Pen and on Twitter. It’s not a review. It’s not a story. It’s just one sentence I read this week, presented “out of context and without commentary.
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