Among the tortures and devestations of life is this then - our friends are not able to finish their stories.
So that the monotonous fall of the waves on the beach, which for the most part beat a measured and soothing tattoo to her thoughts seemed consolingly to repeat over and over again.
I mean it's the writing, not the being read, that excites me.
There was no treachery too base for the world to commit.
The world wavered and quivered and threatened to burst into flames.
I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.