His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.


Collected Short Stories: And the Novel The Ballad of the Sad Café (ed. 1955)


His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.