From The New Yorker‘s “The Disappearing Poet” (4 July 2005):
There is no more volatile compound known to man than that of decorum and despair. — Anthony Lane, on Weldon Kees
From The New Yorker‘s “The Disappearing Poet” (4 July 2005):
There is no more volatile compound known to man than that of decorum and despair. — Anthony Lane, on Weldon Kees