Finally available, a high quality book of the original classic edition of A Voyage to Arcturus.
This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by David Lindsay, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside A Voyage to Arcturus:
What amazes me, she half whispered, after ten minutes of graceful, hollow conversation, is, if you must know it, not so much the manifestation itself-though that will surely be wonderful-as your assurance that it will take place.
...The star, which to the naked eye appeared as a single yellow point of light, now became clearly split into two bright but minute suns, the larger of which was still yellow, while its smaller companion was a beautiful blue.
...Nightspores eyes wandered about the room, finally seeming to linger upon a glass-fronted wall cupboard, which contained a few old bottles on one of the shelves and nothing else.
...Nightspore seemed unwilling to answer, but, finding Maskulls eyes still fixed on him, he brought out: Unless light pulled, as well as pushed, how would flowers contrive to twist their heads around after the sun?
...While he was still talking, with his hand on the smaller bottle, the other, which was lying on its side, accidentally rolled over in such a manner that the metal caught against the table.
This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by David Lindsay, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside A Voyage to Arcturus:
What amazes me, she half whispered, after ten minutes of graceful, hollow conversation, is, if you must know it, not so much the manifestation itself-though that will surely be wonderful-as your assurance that it will take place.
...The star, which to the naked eye appeared as a single yellow point of light, now became clearly split into two bright but minute suns, the larger of which was still yellow, while its smaller companion was a beautiful blue.
...Nightspores eyes wandered about the room, finally seeming to linger upon a glass-fronted wall cupboard, which contained a few old bottles on one of the shelves and nothing else.
...Nightspore seemed unwilling to answer, but, finding Maskulls eyes still fixed on him, he brought out: Unless light pulled, as well as pushed, how would flowers contrive to twist their heads around after the sun?
...While he was still talking, with his hand on the smaller bottle, the other, which was lying on its side, accidentally rolled over in such a manner that the metal caught against the table.
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