Wednesday, January 28, 2009

My Favorite Updike Sentence

Rabbit Angstrom and Charlie Stavros share a rambling conversation on a slow afternoon at Springer Motors.

"It's like wood," Harry says, groping back through history, which is a tinted fog to him, marked off in centuries like a football field, with a few dates -- 1066, 1776 -- pinpointed and a few faces -- George Washington, Hitler -- hanging along the sidelines, not cheering. [Rabbit is Rich, p. 12]

No comments:

Labels