My favorite long sentence is from “The Silent Eyes of Time,” by Algis Budrys: “He was already, however, beginning to think of DC-3s, and then of tall white crui

My favorite long sentence is from “The Silent Eyes of Time,” by Algis Budrys: “He was already, however, beginning to think of DC-3s, and then of tall white cruise ships, and of a narrow winding street of steps that led to the house where they played music on Victrolas with hand-joined, beautifully varnished boxes, nickelled cranks, and fluted horns like Morning Glories confused by the light from the great chandeliers and thus mistakenly uttering praise of a new day.”