Story of a Life: Years of hopeHarvill Press, 1968 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 111
... thing . I fell for his flattery , collected the wadding from his flat , rolled it up and went to the Bazaar . It was foolish , but I had no idea of where I was going - I strolled along Sadovaya , not suspecting that it was the road ...
... thing . I fell for his flattery , collected the wadding from his flat , rolled it up and went to the Bazaar . It was foolish , but I had no idea of where I was going - I strolled along Sadovaya , not suspecting that it was the road ...
Page 143
... thing . It lets you quietly change the rhythm , and it can be like a flash of lightning that shows the same landscape from a different aspect . There are writers , even good ones , who scatter paragraphs and punctuation marks all over ...
... thing . It lets you quietly change the rhythm , and it can be like a flash of lightning that shows the same landscape from a different aspect . There are writers , even good ones , who scatter paragraphs and punctuation marks all over ...
Page 183
... thing never happens twice ! One should expect happiness , of course , but not the happiness one has already had . Yet such is human nature that we always wait for a miraculous repetition – a resurrection of our past which , embellished ...
... thing never happens twice ! One should expect happiness , of course , but not the happiness one has already had . Yet such is human nature that we always wait for a miraculous repetition – a resurrection of our past which , embellished ...
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Forerunners of Ostap Bender page | 7 |
Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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