But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head. — Samuel Beckett, Watt
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But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head.

— Samuel Beckett, Watt
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