Shall I run back into the desert ... and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind — Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King
Shall I run back into the desert ... and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind — Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King
Shall I run back into the desert ... and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind — Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King
Shall I run back into the desert ... and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind — Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King
Shall I run back into the desert ... and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind — Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King
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Shall I run back into the desert ... and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind again without driving it to despair at the first look? I haven't had enough desert yet.

— Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King
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