I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
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I would rather die of passion than of boredom.

— Émile Zola, The Ladies' Paradise
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