Author:  John Updike
Book:    Rabbit, Run
Viewed: 94 - Published at: 5 years ago

The simplicity. Getting rid of something by giving it to itself. God Himself folded into the tiny adamant structure, Self-destined to a succession of explosions, the great slow gathering out of water and air and silicon: this is felt without words in the turn of the round hoe-handle in his palms. Now,"

( John Updike )
[ Rabbit, Run ]
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