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They were staring at us silently, in the special way these people have— as if we
were blocks of stone or dead trees. Raymond whispered that the second Arab
from the left was "his man," and I thought he looked rather worried. However, he ...
I was staring at the floor. He took a single step toward me, and halted, as if he
didn't dare to come nearer. Then he looked up through the bars at the sky. "You'
re mistaken, my son," he said gravely. "There's more that might be required of you
I informed him that I'd been staring at those walls for months; there was nobody,
nothing in the world, I knew better than I knew them. And once upon a time,
perhaps, I used to try to see a face. But it was a sun-gold face, lit up with desire—
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Clara53 - LibraryThing
The book left a strange feeling in my head - can't put a finger on it even after a few days have gone by. It's something like this: how mere circumstances - if not judged or addressed precisely - can ... Read full review
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This book is straight-forward. A trip into the mind of a man, who acts and thinks like a stoic; his journey through life is simple, basically because he does what he wants and doesn't care for much ... Read full review