'I suppose I have to read this damn book, ' Dickinson said ruefully, putting on his trousers. 'No, ' she said with unexpected verve. 'No. You don't read a book like this. It's not a book. It's a raving wolf. It chases you through the dark forests of yourself. You try to run away from it - but you're not fit enough. It tracks you down. Your hope to goodness it's stopped howling at you, but then suddenly it springs. And you're lost. ' 'Or found, ' he said for effect.
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'I suppose I have to read this damn book, ' Dickinson said ruefully, putting on his trousers. 'No, ' she said with unexpected verve. 'No. You don't read a book like this. It's not a book. It's a raving wolf. It chases you through the dark forests of yourself. You try to run away from it - but you're not fit enough. It tracks you down. Your hope to goodness it's stopped howling at you, but then suddenly it springs. And you're lost. ' 'Or found, ' he said for effect.
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Add this copy of The Little Book to cart. $11.24, very good condition, Sold by Aardvark Books Ltd rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Bucknell, HEREFORDSHIRE, UNITED KINGDOM, published 1997 by Vintage.
