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Page 63
... seen walking through the crowd . I thought of the recruit , and of the young peasant girl- half in love with her across the years , as though she were a part of my love for Russia - and the same sudden happiness and excitement gripped ...
... seen walking through the crowd . I thought of the recruit , and of the young peasant girl- half in love with her across the years , as though she were a part of my love for Russia - and the same sudden happiness and excitement gripped ...
Page 155
... seen a midshipman and the meeting had fired me with a passion to go to sea . There , to the humming of bees over the jasmine , I had read and recited poetry , almost to the point of stupor . As a result , the grey brick fort with its ...
... seen a midshipman and the meeting had fired me with a passion to go to sea . There , to the humming of bees over the jasmine , I had read and recited poetry , almost to the point of stupor . As a result , the grey brick fort with its ...
Page 192
... seen from a distance . My own passion for remembering developed too early - when I was still a boy - and turned into a game . What I liked to recall was not the consecutive order of events . Instead , I grouped them , as it were , under ...
... seen from a distance . My own passion for remembering developed too early - when I was still a boy - and turned into a game . What I liked to recall was not the consecutive order of events . Instead , I grouped them , as it were , under ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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