The Wild PalmsVintage Books, 1964 - 339 pàgines 'Between grief and nothing I will take grief'. In New Orleans in 1937, a man and woman embark on a headlong flight into the wilderness of illicit passion, fleeing her husband and the temptations of respectability. In Mississippi ten years earlier, a convict sets forth across a flooded river, risking his one chance at freedom to rescue a pregnant woman. From these separate stories Faulkner composes a symphony of deliverance and damnation, survival and self-sacrifice, a novel in which elemental danger is juxtaposed with fatal injuries of the spirit.-Publisher's description. |
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Pàgina 37
... glare of the city on the low eternally overcast sky , and over all , brittle , dis- sonant and ephemeral , the spurious sophistication of the piano like symbols scrawled by adolescent boys upon an ancient decayed rodent - scavengered ...
... glare of the city on the low eternally overcast sky , and over all , brittle , dis- sonant and ephemeral , the spurious sophistication of the piano like symbols scrawled by adolescent boys upon an ancient decayed rodent - scavengered ...
Pàgina 158
... glare re- proachfully back at him with sightless eyes , in limber- lipped and incredulous amazement ) rolled up and then down again , the skiff now travelling forward now side- ways now sternward , sometimes in the water , sometimes ...
... glare re- proachfully back at him with sightless eyes , in limber- lipped and incredulous amazement ) rolled up and then down again , the skiff now travelling forward now side- ways now sternward , sometimes in the water , sometimes ...
Pàgina 241
... glare of the tenth day of terror and hopelessness and despair and impotence and rage and outrage and it was himself and the mule , his mule ( they had let him name it - John Henry ) which no man save he had plowed for five years now and ...
... glare of the tenth day of terror and hopelessness and despair and impotence and rage and outrage and it was himself and the mule , his mule ( they had let him name it - John Henry ) which no man save he had plowed for five years now and ...
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