Leo Tolstoy. The Kreutzer Sonata (№ 297050)
Only when I saw her dead face, I realized all that I did. I realized that I, I killed her, I became what she was living, moving, warm, and has now become motionless, waxen, cold and having that never, nowhere, nothing.
№ 297050 Added
MegaMozg 09-08-2017 / 20:12
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