“He was the man who rode into our little valley out of the heart of the great glowing West and when his work was done rode back when he had come and he was Shane.”In the category of final sentences which perfectly capture a book, that one is about as good as it gets. The book is (presumably rather obviously) Shane by Jack Schaefer. You know it is good because the Library of America included it in their volume The Western: Four Classic Novels of the 1940s and 1950s. Want another sign of … [Read more...] about Do We Need Shane?
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