Age could not wither nor custom stale her infinite monotony: in fact, neither Age nor Custom could do anything (as they said, their voices rising) with the American novelist Gertrude Johnson.
Randall Jarrell Carolinian
Source
Chapter 1, p. 9
- work
- Pictures from an Institution (1954) [novel]
- year
- 1954
- locator
- p. 9
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“Age could not wither nor custom stale her infinite monotony:…” Randall Jarrell. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-C38D435B76. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/c38d435b76
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