Trying to see big picture but struggling. Undoubtedly, Williams possesses a felicity unlike any author I've ever read before, and his prose depict themes that strike deep. "... it was himself that he was slowly shaping, it was himself that he was putting into a kind of order, it was himself that he was making possible." Patiently awaiting stoner's confrontation of solitude, anticipating his existential heroism.
— Dec 22, 2025 05:34PM
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