I see something that seems like standard fare, that I can imagine any number of actors playing, and I&#39;m generally not interested.

The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see

Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper's bell of an approaching looter.

But depression wasn’t the word. This was a plunge encompassing sorrow and revulsion far beyond the personal: a sick, drenching nausea at all humanity and human endeavor from the dawn of time.

Written By Donna Tartt

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