Late afternoon Quote by Kurt Vonnegut Download Open image ““To whom it may concern: It is springtime. It is late afternoon. -Mr. Vonnegut”” — Kurt Vonnegut ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Late afternoon
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“Have a good nap, did you?” said the porter. “Yes,” said Billy. “Man,” said the porter, “you sure had a hard-on.” — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
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I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around. Lucky me, lucky mud. — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
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“Like all Earthlings at the point of death, Mary Young sent faint reminders of herself to those who had known her. She released a… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
“And contrast Mary Kathleen, if you will, with my wife Ruth, the Ophelia of the death camps, who believed that even the most intelligent… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
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