Maxioms by Elizabeth Bowen
When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
Language is a mixture of statement and evocation.
Language is a mixture of statement and evocation.
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the read more
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
