On Being Blue: A Philosophical Inquiry by William H. Gass Page B

syllables and make stones sound; thus cautioned and encouraged, commanded, warned, persist,., even though the mattress where you mourns been tipped and those corners where the nickels roll slide open like a slot to swallow them, clocks slow, and there's been perhaps a pouring rain, or factory smoke, an aging wind and winter air, and everything is gray.
    This book was written for
    all those who live in the
    country of the blue
    and is given in keeping
    to Mary
    St. Louis, September 13, 1975