Michael Cunningham Quote
How are you feeling, man? he asks me.Great, I tell him, and it is purely the truth. Doves clatter up out of a bare tree and turn at the same instant, transforming themselves from steel to silver in the snow-blown light. I know at that moment that the drug is working. Everything before me has become suddenly, radiantly itself. How could Carlton have known this was about to happen? Oh, I whisper. His hand settles on my shoulder.Stay loose, Frisco, he says. There's not a thing in this pretty world to be afraid of. I'm here.I am not afraid. I am astonished. I had not realized until this moment how real everything is. A twig lies on the marble at my feet, bearing a cluster of hard brown berries. The broken-off end is raw, white, fleshly. Trees are alive.I'm here, Carlton says again, and he is.
How are you feeling, man? he asks me.Great, I tell him, and it is purely the truth. Doves clatter up out of a bare tree and turn at the same instant, transforming themselves from steel to silver in the snow-blown light. I know at that moment that the drug is working. Everything before me has become suddenly, radiantly itself. How could Carlton have known this was about to happen? Oh, I whisper. His hand settles on my shoulder.Stay loose, Frisco, he says. There's not a thing in this pretty world to be afraid of. I'm here.I am not afraid. I am astonished. I had not realized until this moment how real everything is. A twig lies on the marble at my feet, bearing a cluster of hard brown berries. The broken-off end is raw, white, fleshly. Trees are alive.I'm here, Carlton says again, and he is.
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