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“A train thunders by late at night, you gaze idly at the dark rushing mass, you see a patch of light and within that patch of light, a face; in a wink of time it is gone - but, having seen it, you know it will never be gone, you know you will see that face in your dreams perhaps forever. Such is the insubstantial stuff of which fiction - or madness - is made.”

Quote by Charles Beaumont

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The Carnival and Other Stories

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Charles Beaumont
Charles Beaumont

Charles Beaumont was an American author born on January 2, 1929, and passed away on February 21, 1967. He was a prominent figure in the science fiction genre, known for his unique narrative style and profound insights into human nature. more

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