William Faulkner, Light in August

But something held him, as the fatalist can always be held: by curiosity, pessimism, by sheer inertia.

William Faulkner, Light in August

But something held him, as the fatalist can always be held: by curiosity, pessimism, by sheer inertia.

William Faulkner, Light in August

But something held him, as the fatalist can always be held: by curiosity, pessimism, by sheer inertia.