There was only the sound of the July-flies, which seems to be inside your head like it is the grind and whirr of the springs and cogs which are you and which will not stop no matter what you say until they are good and ready.
Robert Penn WarrenAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer, Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: April 24, 1905
- Died: September 15, 1989
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