“A number of frail girls... prisoners in the top room of a circular tower, embroidering a kind of tapestry which spilled out the slit windows and into a void, seeking hopelessly to fill the void: for all the other buildings and creatures, all the waves, ships and forests of the earth were contained in this tapestry, and the tapestry was the world.” WorldKindEarthGirlRoomsNumbersBuildingCreaturesWindowWaveSeekingForestsShipsPrisonerVoidTowersFrailTapestrySlitsFill The Void Book:The Crying of Lot 49 Source: The Crying of Lot 49
“The tranquility of my room partakes too much of Forest Lawn.” RoomsSilenceToo MuchForestsTranquilityLawns Author:Mason Cooley