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June 17, 1932
I drank with E.E. Cummings till five in the morning–a simply heavenly spree.
Cummings' conversation (in its drunken fantastic aspects) permits no interchange–
it is a dazzling, glittering spectacle, a parade of wonders and fantastic nonsense
October 3, 1932
An artist’s own conviction is the most convincing thing in the world
and no harder to get over than a lie.
Dawn Powell Diaries: 1931-1965

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