260. Although
we might not live to see it, the day will arrive when all the people who
groveled in front of those huge empty canvas things will find themselves out of
fashion, and embarrassed by their former opinions.
261. After I said all that, surprising even to myself in
that situation, I suddenly felt a pang of alarm. I sensed suddenly that I was
going to far, and risked the possibility of needlessly hurting my teacher’s
feelings.
262. I saw what I thought was a tremor pass across her face
as she listened to me wide-eyed, but did I relent?
263. Did I temper my comments; did I offer any qualifying
remarks? Not a bit.
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