He lay back with his eyes shut, still sodden in the atmosphere of the dream. It was a vast, luminous dream in which his whole life seemed to stretch out before him like a landscape on a summer evening after rain. It had all occurred inside the glass paperweight, but the surface of the glass was the dome of the sky, and inside the dome everything was flooded with clear soft light in which one could see into interminable distances.
George OrwellAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: british
- Born: June 25, 1903
- Died: January 21, 1950
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