Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



And these fragmentary musical expressions, though sometimes beautiful, were disagreeable, because they were utterly unexpected and not led up to by anything.

Gaiety and grief and despair and tenderness and triumph followed one another without any connection, like the emotions of a madman.

And those emotions, like a madman's, sprang up quite unexpectedly.

During the whole of the performance Levin felt like a deaf man watching people dancing, and was in a state of complete bewilderment when the fantasia was over, and felt a great weariness from the fruitless strain on his attention.

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