â€I used up most of my eyesight on the wonders of the world and the beauty of women,†he said.
I’m not sure why exactly, but that knocked me an inch off myself, an inch I could not seem easily to recover.
Occasionally I run into an author whose sentences are so perfectly tailored that they distract me from the larger story. The one quoted is one of a very many in
This is Happiness by Niall Williams. His sentences are tiny little crystalline miniature novels within the larger text.
Hi, Martha.
