Last line

His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

The greatest last line ever written. Don’t argue. At least not on THIS blog.

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2 Responses to Last line

  1. Dan says:

    Agreed, and I’m not even a Joyce fan.

    The Dead.

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