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December 8, 2005

She turned again to them, both arms held out to the radiant night.

Eudora Welty, Delta Wedding.

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December 7, 2005

Then even his luggage belonged to him again, and he strode through the barriers, more high-hearted than he had ever been as a child, into that city which the people from heaven had made their home.

James Baldwin, Another Country.

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December 6, 2005

He judged the instant and let go; he flung himself loose into the stars.

Annie Dillard, The Living.

(Inspiration for this new category:  Philip Hensher, via Arts & Letters Daily, via OGIC).

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