He had chosen both Tennessee and Aurelia in large part for the sounds of their names, and his lifelong trust in the poetic had not led him astray; his life was soaked in brunette tones and accidental music, and he was, for the most part, a happy person.
Sunday, December 20, 2015
One More Thing - Pg 267 : J. C. Audetat, Translator of Don Quixote
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