December fragments #16

Once you begin looking, you see punctuation everywhere…

One night they fell asleep, side by side, on Maud’s bed, where they had been sharing a glass of Calvados. He slept curled against her back, a dark comma against her pale elegant phrase.

—A. S. Byatt, Possession

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