Story of a Life, Volume 5Harvill P., 1965 |
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Page 55
... smell of water filled the whole space round the house . I had the impression that in that smell merged the breath of leaves , of tree - bark , of moun- tain snow , of streams which fell from the great height of steep and sheer rocks ...
... smell of water filled the whole space round the house . I had the impression that in that smell merged the breath of leaves , of tree - bark , of moun- tain snow , of streams which fell from the great height of steep and sheer rocks ...
Page 83
... smell of coffee made me think simultaneously of East and West . Both eastern and western countries equally smelled of coffee . As to old Europe it was simply inseparable , in my imagination , from hot coffee steam and smells that often ...
... smell of coffee made me think simultaneously of East and West . Both eastern and western countries equally smelled of coffee . As to old Europe it was simply inseparable , in my imagination , from hot coffee steam and smells that often ...
Page 220
... smell of wormwood seemed to me the most wonderful smell in the world . It was the smell of wanderings and bitterness . So I thought then and immediately cursed myself for being a snivelling symbolist . 29 It's All a Figment of ...
... smell of wormwood seemed to me the most wonderful smell in the world . It was the smell of wanderings and bitterness . So I thought then and immediately cursed myself for being a snivelling symbolist . 29 It's All a Figment of ...
Contents
A Short Explanation page | 7 |
My Thanks to a Reader | 9 |
The Tobacco Republic | 13 |
Copyright | |
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