/lit/ - Literature

>>2745149
The author might have put blue curtains in the book because the story called for a house with blue fucking curtains. Look at Edith Wharton wasn't a fucking impressionist. Maybe they dyed with indigo and hanging in a working-class home. Maybe they were the posh new fashion in 1890. What the author is setting up may rely on color but if it follows from the fact that the curtains are blue then it follows from the fact that *the curtains were fucking blue*.

Been waiting for an excuse to post this

All I have to say is that Freud was clearly projecting. He had a filthy mind and yes, those cigars of his were cocks.