Status Updates From Dandelion Wine

Will set this mmpp copy aside for now. Font is too small for my poor eyesight.

“Let me feel tired, now, let me feel tired. I mustn’t forget, I’m alive, I know I’m alive, I mustn’t forget it tonight or tomorrow or the day after that.”

The 7 page intro in this novel is better than the entire last book I read. Dear god I’m in for a ride.

“And uncles, gathered with their smokes
Emitted wisdoms masked as jokes.”

“In what way then was the town special? Why, I was born there. It was my life.”

“If your boy is a poet, horse manure can only mean flowers to him.”

“Dandelion Wine is nothing if it is not the boy-hid-in-the-man playing in the fields of the Lord on the green grass of other Augusts in the midst of starting to grow up, grow old, and sense darkness waiting under the trees to seed the blood.”