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The Solitary Summer - Elizabeth Von Arnim - Bog

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May 2nd.-Last night after dinner, when we were in the garden, I said, "I want to be alone for a whole summer, and get to the very dregs of life. I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow. Nobody shall be invited to stay with me, and if any one calls they will be told that I am out, or away, or sick. I shall spend the months in the garden, and on the plain, and in the forests. I shall watch the things that happen in my garden, and see where I have made mistakes. On wet days I will go into the thickest parts of the forests, where the pine needles are everlastingly dry, and when the sun shines I'll lie on the heath and see how the broom flares against the clouds. I shall be perpetually happy, because there will be no one to worry me. Out there on the plain there is silence, and where there is silence I have discovered there is peace." "Mind you do not get your feet damp," said the Man of Wrath, removing his cigar.

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  • Sprog:
  • Engelsk
  • ISBN:
  • 9781519450920
  • Indbinding:
  • Paperback
  • Sideantal:
  • 94
  • Udgivet:
  • 21. november 2015
  • Størrelse:
  • 152x229x5 mm.
  • Vægt:
  • 136 g.
  • BLACK NOVEMBER
Leveringstid: 2-3 uger
Forventet levering: 22. november 2024

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May 2nd.-Last night after dinner, when we were in the garden, I said, "I want to be alone for a whole summer, and get to the very dregs of life. I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow. Nobody shall be invited to stay with me, and if any one calls they will be told that I am out, or away, or sick. I shall spend the months in the garden, and on the plain, and in the forests. I shall watch the things that happen in my garden, and see where I have made mistakes. On wet days I will go into the thickest parts of the forests, where the pine needles are everlastingly dry, and when the sun shines I'll lie on the heath and see how the broom flares against the clouds. I shall be perpetually happy, because there will be no one to worry me. Out there on the plain there is silence, and where there is silence I have discovered there is peace." "Mind you do not get your feet damp," said the Man of Wrath, removing his cigar.

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