Hopperesque

Hopperesque

Wednesday 13 March 2013

All of Us


         No moon ever entered there, no stars, no anything at all. They were worse than the grave, for in the grave there is absence of consciousness. And God, she reflected, ordered the grave ; for all of us. But God didn't order such burrows in a third-class New York City hotel.

Cornell Woolrich
Deadline at Dawn
1944

painting
Kenton Nelson
reblogged from Hobnobnoir

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