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It was, I was coming to realize, one of his character flaws: aping pathos, he flipped it to bathos. Not that I’d have been so articulate about it back then.
Kind of captures the essence of the book…. The character is able to use hindsight to beautifully articulate his adolescence that was extremely mature.
Back then, autumn still obeyed the school calendar, promptly arriving on the Tuesday after Labor Day. When it rained you felt droplets that were closer in temperature to ice. Central Park, that mood ring in the middle of Manhattan, began to tarnish, which the sun, wafer white, revealed in all of its ocher and saffron beauty.