there must, I thought, be a great deal to conceal if he takes such pains to hide it.
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A ghastly hunger gnaws her entrails;
b4887897968цитирует3 года назад
in the middle of the shadows, a white, nacreous glimmer
b4887897968цитирует3 года назад
my little flame caved in and I was left in absolute darkness
b4887897968цитирует3 года назад
the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer,'
Elinaцитирует3 года назад
Sheltered as my life had been, how could I have failed, even in the world of prim bohemia in which I lived, to have heard hints of his world?
Elinaцитирует3 года назад
in the midst of my bridal triumph, I felt a pang of loss as if, when he put the gold band on my finger, I had, in some way, ceased to be her child in becoming his wife.
Zaure Janussakovaцитирует4 года назад
the sheer carnal avarice of it
Zaure Janussakovaцитирует4 года назад
aristos who’d escaped the guillotine had an ironic fad of tying a red ribbon round their necks at just the point where the blade would have sliced it through, a red ribbon like the memory of a wound.
Mariana Azcárraga Quizaцитирует5 лет назад
'There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer,'