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Ghost in the Wheels
Selected Poems of Earle Birney
Paperback
| Quote: | Young Veterans
They return with new cells, old eyes
to their strange children and older wives
They try to be as they were remembered
or to contrive how they are rendered
and failing are themselves again...
Memory of deeds and of their causes
rusts with the capbadge in the closet
Hates like souvenirs are thumbed awhile
then lost in moving or by the playing child...
The soldiers merge and move with all of us
toward whatever mystery
bemused that fatal pliant fish
who first forgot the sea
Christie Military Hospital, Toronto, 1945
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With Fondest Regards
Hardcover
By Françoise Sagan
| Quote: | | Very recently I was on a losing streak for ten days, playing for not very large stakes at a casino in the Manche, and every day the hope of recovering my losses and the total impossibility of paying off my debt brought me back to the tables. On the twelfth day I suddenly struck lucky, on two tables. I plunged in and bet non-stop on numbers and colors, on low and on groups of numbers. Once again, it took me an hour to recover my losses (and, in fact, my numbers only came up for an hour). I left the casino accompanied by the half-horrified, half-admiring glances of the croupiers, having lost no more than three hundred francs and bursting with pride and joy. I am prepared to admit that even occasionally successful openings of my plays, or while reading certain sometimes ecstatic reviews of my books, I have rarely known, in fact I have never known, such an overwhelming sense of pride. Despite the cold, I drove home that evening in an old car with the roof down, accompanied by a group of exultant friends, and the return journey along the coast road from Deauville to Honfleur was one of the most delightful experiences of my life. ... The sea on my left was gray, the grass to my right was dark green, and the whole world was mine. After ten days' exertion and nervous tension, I had managed to lose just three hundred francs. I couldn't have been happier. (From Games of Chance, pgs. 36-37) |
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