Madeline Miller Quotes
The Rosy Gleam Of His Lip, The Fevered Gleam Of His Eyes. There Was Not A Line Anywhere On His Face, Nothing Creased Or Graying; All Crisp. He Was Spring, Golden And Bright. Envious Death Would Drink His Blood, And Grow Young Again.
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She had never looked as well. She had entered her room as just an impossibly lovely girl. The woman who emerged was a trifle thinner, a great deal wiser, an — William Goldman
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The proverb has it that Hunger is the best cook. The Law makes afflicted consciences hungry for Christ. Christ tastes good to them. Hungry hearts appreciate Christ. Thirsty souls are — Martin Luther