chloril? fantastic quantitys of both. so surely there must have been an element of clinical depression. and he must have looked backwards at perfection. actually, one... there is a use for hemingway "the cat in the the rain" the short stories, one of the most perfect things that i've ever yesterday. >> rose: one of the most perfect things you've ever read? >> well, in prose fiction. what are the other candidates? they're the end of joyce's "the dead." when gabriel and his wife come back to a hotel after a long party. there are ten pages, he thinks she wants to make love, she's, in fact, full of the story of michael fury and the boy who once loved her who sang under her window and died of tuberculosis or a cold or whatever it was. she tell and he's jealous and she falls asleep and the snow begins to fall, falling softly, softly falling. i don't think joyce ever wrote anything more magnificent in the end of "dead t dead." >> rose: you know what's next or you don't? >> no. >> rose: you have to go somewhere and be moved? >> n