She lifted the small stack of books from their wrappings, stroking the soft leather cover of the top one with a forefinger that trembled with delight. Jenny loved books with the same passion her brother reserved for horses.

I had a strange feeling that Fate had in store for me exquisite joys and exquisite sorrows.

If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him

Father, in spite of all this spending of money in learning Latin, I will be a painter.

Written By William Allan

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