My dreams are the problems of the day stepped up to absurdity, a little like men dancing, wearing the horns and masks of animals.


The Winter of Our Discontent (1961) - unplaced by chapter


My dreams are the problems of the day stepped up to absurdity, a little like men dancing, wearing the horns and masks of animals.

My dreams are the problems of the day stepped up to absurdity, a little like men dancing, wearing the horns and masks of animals.

My dreams are the problems of the day stepped up to absurdity, a little like men dancing, wearing the horns and masks of animals.

My dreams are the problems of the day stepped up to absurdity, a little like men dancing, wearing the horns and masks of animals.