Quotation by William Gass

But the body fails us and the mirror knows, and we no longer insist that the gray hush be carried off its surface by the cloth, for we have run to fat, and wrinkles encircle the eyes and notch the neck where the skin wattles, and the flesh of the arms hangs loose like an overlarge sleeve, veins thicken like ropes and empurple the body as though they had been drawn there by a pen, freckles darken, liver spots appear, the hair ... ah, the hair is exhausted and gray and lusterless, in weary rolls like cornered lint.
William Gass (b. 1924), U.S. fictionist, essayist, philosopher. review of The Complete Claudine, by Colette, in The New York Review of Books (Apr. 14, 1977). "Three Photos of Colette," p. 139, The World Within the Word.
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