I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Tag: slaughterhouse-five
The gaping trunk looked like the mouth of a village idiot who was explaining that he didn't know anything about anything.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.Tag: slaughterhouse-five flapping car-crash
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