How thick the silence was, though it was not really country here of course, not like in Wales in her childhood. Wilder Buckinghamshire was a little away, and the houses went on continuously among the trees in the direction of London, whose pink glare illuminated the night sky in winter.
-- The Sacred and Profane Love Machine by Iris Murdoch. She’s one of my favorites, but I have a ways to go to get through them all - she wrote a lot of books!
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