Story of a Life: In that dawnHarvill P., 1965 |
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Page 48
... never write in pencil — and I think I was the only one who sympathised and never made fun of this oddity . A pencilled text always looked to me unfinished and messy . It seemed to me that if an idea had been properly thought out , it ...
... never write in pencil — and I think I was the only one who sympathised and never made fun of this oddity . A pencilled text always looked to me unfinished and messy . It seemed to me that if an idea had been properly thought out , it ...
Page 91
... never heard of him since . With all the changes in my life , I lost friends almost as soon as I made them . It distressed me as much as ever . Of all the hundreds of people I met , no one stayed . They left and the chances were that I ...
... never heard of him since . With all the changes in my life , I lost friends almost as soon as I made them . It distressed me as much as ever . Of all the hundreds of people I met , no one stayed . They left and the chances were that I ...
Page 157
... never disappointed us . We lived penned up in the fort . We were never allowed out into the town . In any case , no one was there to whom we could report . And had there been someone , it would still have been useless - we would never ...
... never disappointed us . We lived penned up in the fort . We were never allowed out into the town . In any case , no one was there to whom we could report . And had there been someone , it would still have been useless - we would never ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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