There is something unspoken the dark , the unknown , the quiet , the cold. Something i can't put into words. Something terrifying 
Yet beautful and pure..

I could flay you and wear your skin as a cloak, and caper in the streets in the moonlight. But some might consider that crass treatment of a guest." I nod. “Well, some people got no sense of humor, do they?" “I am one of those people.

I know a little bit about a great many things and not enough about any one to make a living in these times.

People usually told him the same joke two or three times.

Written By Walker Percy

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