“That is how time passes when one is left waiting unaccountably. The hours become interminable. The minutes relentless. And the seconds? Why, not only does every last one of them demand its moment on the stage, it insists upon making… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“Like the wheeling of stars,' muttered the Count as he paced. "That is how time passes when one is left waiting unaccountably. The hours become interminable. The minutes relentless. And the seconds? Why, not only does every last one of… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
