Book: Ancestors
Widowed, she sat for hours among her flowers, with expensive shadows rather than with us, immersed in the past.
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MegaMozg 09-03-2022 / 10:00
Nature was her passion; mountains, sea. And here, in London, you look out the window and see houses, houses... It was terrifying that people live squeezed into boxes heaped on top of each other.
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MegaMozg 09-03-2022 / 09:57
Her mother loved flowers; from childhood she was taught that to mutilate a flower means to abuse the most exquisite creation of nature.
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MegaMozg 09-03-2022 / 09:54
They were too broad in mind and soul to laugh at people.
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MegaMozg 09-03-2022 / 09:51