“It was Sunday - not a day, but rather a gap between two other days … And the feeling of ‘Hurry, it’s not too late, but for God’s sake hurry before the blessed forty hours of leisure are over.’”
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Crazy Sunday (via foxsmoulders)
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