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We live in a world full of accidents finally in which on aesthetic principles have a consistency of which we can be… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
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Just as teardrops, when they are large and round and compassionate, can leave a long strand washed clean of discord, the summer… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“I don't mind summer rain. In fact I like it. It's my favourite sort.' 'Your favourite sort of rain?' said Thea. I… — Jonathan Coe Copy Share Image
“Streets of Paris, pray for me; beaches in the sun, pray for me; ghosts of the lemurs, intercede for me; plane-tree and… — Cyril Connolly Copy Share Image
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In Moscow, dim and green under the summer rain, columns of armour were waiting in the side-roads off the long avenue from… — Neal Ascherson Copy Share Image
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