“The Decurion laughed at my stunned expression. “I’ll be back soon, on Caesar’s business,” he said. “Perhaps I might look in on your progress.” “If it pleases you, Decurion,” I said, distracted. “It would.” He hitched his cloak higher on… — Lesley Livingston Copy Share Image
“Ivan Ilych saw that he was dying, and he was in continual despair. In the depth of his heart he knew he was dying, but not only was he unaccustomed to the thought, he simply did not and could not… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
