There is a kind of perverse unity forming among us, born, I think, of the discontent of all classes of people with the endless frustration of life.
A view from the bridge: two one-act plays (ed. 1955)
There is a kind of perverse unity forming among us, born, I think, of the discontent of all classes of people with the endless frustration of life.
A view from the bridge: two one-act plays (ed. 1955)