undeciding

Updated: June 17, 2025

I'll get the best dog-gone nurse in Washington!" It was in the Villa Margherita, by the palms of the Charleston Battery and the metallic harbor, that her aloofness melted. When they sat on the upper balcony, enchanted by the moon glitter, she cried, "Shall I go back to Gopher Prairie with you? Decide for me. I'm tired of deciding and undeciding." "No. You've got to do your own deciding.

Sinclair Lewis - Main Street