Quote by: George Saunders

One day, walking neer one of your Yuman houses, smelling all the interest with snout, I herd, from inside, the most amazing sound. Turns out, what that sound is, was: the Yuman voice, making werds. They sounded grate! They sounded like prety music! I listened to those music werds until the sun went down...


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Author Bio


  • NameGeorge Saunders
  • DescriptionAmerican short story writer
  • BornDecember 2, 1958
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Essayist; Teacher
  • AwardsGuggenheim Fellowship; MacArthur Fellows Program; Folio Prize