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Page 59
One always had the impression that the cars wanted to tarry , to stop even , but
the engine drove them relentlessly on and did not give them time to regain their
breath . The train was approaching . Suddenly it shuddered . The brakes clanked
...
One always had the impression that the cars wanted to tarry , to stop even , but
the engine drove them relentlessly on and did not give them time to regain their
breath . The train was approaching . Suddenly it shuddered . The brakes clanked
...
Page 170
And I blessed that night , in that inconceivable Russian backwater , for the
warmth of the girls ' breathing - I kept imagining I could feel its slight breeze on
my face - I blessed the night because I felt drowsy and relaxed , because I was
happy to ...
And I blessed that night , in that inconceivable Russian backwater , for the
warmth of the girls ' breathing - I kept imagining I could feel its slight breeze on
my face - I blessed the night because I felt drowsy and relaxed , because I was
happy to ...
Page 211
for a miracle , for the absolute need of a miracle , for breathing life into him , be it
through my own breath , in order to restore to existence a fascinating man , so
needed by all , so needed by the nation . A few days later , a coffin lid was
standing ...
for a miracle , for the absolute need of a miracle , for breathing life into him , be it
through my own breath , in order to restore to existence a fascinating man , so
needed by all , so needed by the nation . A few days later , a coffin lid was
standing ...
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