Women, mysterious, vulnerable, enticing and full of mixed up loves and hates,’ he drawled. ‘Frail reeds that often survive a storm while male oaks go crashing . . . must I really number you among them just yet, pixie? Can't I go on thinking of you as a charming infant?
-Violet Winspear
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