“Mr. Green walks twenty miles a day and is subject to attacks of melancholy.” from the short story, A game of Clue, in The Barnum Museum by Steven Millhauser
I have no idea why I love the above sentence so much. The words, the sentence, the images that form in my head, are just so beautiful.
Mr. Green reminds me a lot of myself. Socially awkward at times. Quiet. A worrier. But more importantly, a lover of books.
Filed under: Books, Keeping it Weird
I loved Clue.