What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few moments, pricked apparently at random, shine?


Pigeon Feathers, and Other Stories (ed. Ballantine Books, 1996)


What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few moments, pricked apparently at random, shine?

What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few moments, pricked apparently at random, shine?

What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few moments, pricked apparently at random, shine?

What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few moments, pricked apparently at random, shine?