A. E. W. Mason
By Olivia Jahnke, Oct 9, 2012.
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Both men had the feeling that on this morning a volume in their book of life was ended, and since the volume had been a pleasant one to read, and they did not know whether its successors would sustain its promise, they were looking backwards through the leaves before they put it finally away.
– A. E. W. Mason, The Four Feathers