As for the slow movement, I thought it would never end. It was like being in such a slow train with so many stops that one becomes convinced that one has passed one's station.


The Diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner (1995)


As for the slow movement, I thought it would never end. It was like being in such a slow train with so many stops that one becomes convinced that one ...

As for the slow movement, I thought it would never end. It was like being in such a slow train with so many stops that one becomes convinced that one ...

As for the slow movement, I thought it would never end. It was like being in such a slow train with so many stops that one becomes convinced that one ...

As for the slow movement, I thought it would never end. It was like being in such a slow train with so many stops that one becomes convinced that one ...