These heads sheltered by umbrellas be they of Zeb-un-Nisa, or Catherine of Cleopatra or Fenichka live with their own stories
I’m so stupid,” I tell her, tears streaming down my face now, blocking my vision. “You’re not stupid. You’re just an emotional vampire.
You’re right. I’ll see to it.”He fed the barrel stove until a healthy blaze was roaring. Finding me no longer a decent conversationalist, Thaddeus left with a promise to return soon with food and water....
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Oh God, I’m sorry I bring trouble on people. I don’t mean to, you know that, you know that. And don’t punish me by taking Ned. Keep him safe that’s all I ask. That’s all...
You make your son out to be to be almost an idiot; well let me tell you something, Mrs Loan, if he were a complete idiot, drooling at the mouth, he’d still be a better...
Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you–haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe–I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be...
I wish I could hold you,” she continued bitterly, “till we were both dead!
But I begin to fancy you don’t like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. (Catherine Linton, nee Earnshaw)
but for my own part, if a book is well written, I always find it too short.
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