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And of course she enjoyed life immensely. It was her nature to enjoy. Anyhow there was no bitterness in her; none of that sense of moral virtue which is so repulsive in good women. She enjoyed practically everything. If you walked with her in Hyde Park now it was a bed of tulips, now a child in a perambulator, now some absurd little drama she made up on the spur of the moment.
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Ho talvolta sognato che, quando verra' il giorno del Giudizio,l'Onnipotente dira' a Pietro, vedendoci arrivare con i nostri librisotto braccio: "Guarda, questi non hanno bisogno di alcun compenso. Non abbiamo nulla da dare loro.Questi hanno amato leggere".
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Like most uneducated Englishwomen, I like reading--I like reading books in the bulk.
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Marvelous are the innocent.
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Her eyes were full of a hot liquid (she did not think of tears at first) which, without disturbing the firmness of her lips, made the air thick, rolled down her cheeks. She had perfect control of herself-Oh, yes!-in every other way.
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And there he would lie all day long on the lawn brooding presumably over his poetry, till he reminded one of a cat watching birds, when he had found the word, and her husband said, "Poor old Augustus--he's a true poet," which was high praise from her husband.
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She seemed a compound of the autumn leaves and the winter sunshine ...
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They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that; the children were growing up; she often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions.
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Your image has receded till it is like the thinnest shadow of the old moon... a thin silver edge appeared, and now you hang like a sickle over my life.
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