The material cares of life hang about your neck
like a millstone. ”
“She’ll meet somebody one of these days—walking about like that. Its smooth surface soothed her nerves. "All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated,
glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very
civil salutation. After a series of mental gymnastics—occupying the space of a few seconds—it
came to him with a shock that here was a new specimen of the species. ” He
adjusted his glasses on his nose. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn
jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair
smoking clove cigarettes. You may perceive harmony, proportion, rhythm,
intensely. Even now, my problems begin to
catch up with me; they will discover me soon. Some excuse for
this rapacity may perhaps be found in the fact, that five thousand pounds was
paid for the purchase of the Press Yard by Mr. A dissipated, loose-living man.
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