The Bluest Eye, by Toni Morrison
> Outdoors, we knew, was the real terror of life. The threat of being outdoors surfaced frequently in those days. Every possibility of excess was curtailed »
The Cloud of Unknowing
> This work asketh no long time or it be once truly done, as some men ween; for it is the shortest work of all that »
I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, Not Day, by Gerard Manley Hopkins
> I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, »
The Turn of the Screw, by Henry James
> I remember the whole beginning as a succession of flights and drops, a little seesaw of the right throbs and the wrong. After rising, in »
Don't Look Now, 1973, directed by Nicolas Roeg
> This one who's blind. She's the one that can see. Don't Look Now, 1973, directed by Nicolas Roeg [https: »