In the moment of shock there is little pain ; pain began about three a.m. When i began to plan the life i somehow still had to live and to remember memories in order to eliminate them. Happy memories are the worst and i tried to remember the unhappy. I was practised, i had lived all this before.
The Quiet American
Graham Greene
1955
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Charles Harbutt
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