‘He grinned. Like he could open and close life. With his laughing eyes. Poised. And his golden body. Poised. Only once do you know that kind of man, they say. Only once…
…But she would know them all her life. One after the other they would turn out to be that kind of man.’
– Kathleen Collins, Only Once, Whatever Happened to Interracial Love?
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