I am buoyant and expansive and uncontainable—but I always was so, only I never knew it!
Can't you ever be serious?' I said, mortified.
'It's difficult,' he said. 'There's so little in life that's worth it.
Each day has a color, a smell.
I am buoyant and expansive and uncontainable—but I always was so, only I never knew it!
Can't you ever be serious?' I said, mortified.
'It's difficult,' he said. 'There's so little in life that's worth it.
Each day has a color, a smell.