“I SHALL WIN!" She exclaimed. "You'll see! When the smoke of battle clears away I shall be a rainbow again--and, undying name--an altar of fire that you have tried to dash to hell. I shall weave a rose wreath and… — T. C. Boyle Copy Share Image
“The moment we pulled up in front of her apartment she had the door open. She turned to me with the long, elegant, mournful… — T. C. Boyle Copy Share Image
“I SHALL WIN!" She exclaimed. "You'll see! When the smoke of battle clears away I shall be a rainbow again--and, undying name--an altar of… — T. C. Boyle Copy Share Image
