Death of the Black-Haired Girl Quotes

“How learned and fine we believed ourselves to be! How shitty of the world to deal with us this way.”
― Robert Stone, Death of the Black-Haired Girl

“He would keep what he would always believe had to be a false memory of her falling like a booted Icarus out of a lighted sky in which there was somehow falling snow and her mouth open in a lovely O that had started to shape a word, and her long legs against the electric light, shooting out of the blue plastic square that rose like a kite lifting on a whirlwind and one of her boots flying what seemed the length of the block”
― Robert Stone, Death of the Black-Haired Girl