"There was nothing left for them to say. They had spent the last penny of their small change; there was nothing left but gold. The day of love tokens was past. They had now only their hearts to give each other."
"She felt as the pond must feel when it held the moon like that; when it encircled and swelled with the image of gold."
Willa Cather [O Pioneers!]
3 comments:
remember when you made me cry (for the second time that day) reading that quote?
...wow...
American Lit like what?!?
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