Do not shout at me, Mr. Quill," said John [Adams]. "Justice may be blind, but she is not deaf.

You smashed me and I couldn't unveil, you tore me and I couldn't glance, you shattered me and I couldn't bear up and you left me and I couldn't gear up.

La historia está ahí, inevitable ya. La de un amor cegador. Siempre por venir, jamás olvidado.

You must not suspect me. It mortifies me. I assure you that I have now learnt to enjoy his conversation as an agreeable and sensible young man, without having a wish beyond it. I am perfectly satisfied, from what his manners now are, that he never had any design of engaging my affection.

Written By Jane Austen

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