from The Crying Room
by ...
Sandra Ridley
Sleep is for the weak.
I collected the reasons against it, which were in everybody’s mouth and
marked them down, with, I think, some additions (you may or may not
remember).
I come now with the pleasure and sleep in splendour—notwithstanding
the sadness of the subject.
(Please read the letter.)
A fool could read the signs.
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