His mind was whitehot with visions, and he vibrated like a harp to his own versions of Pinky's yarns. There was a place without these scorching summers that fried the meat on your bones; there was a place where banks didn't close and panics didn't reach, where they had no rules and regulations a man had to live by. You stood on your own two feet and to hell with the rest of the world.
p. 84, The Big Rock Candy Mountain. Wallace Stegner.
I like it!
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That's a terrific quote! And it sounds like a great place...
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Interesting teaser, and I dig the stuff you're reviewing on the site.
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Excellent teaser! I love Stegner's writing. And I can definitely sympathize about the scorching summers.
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