There were crimson roses on the bench — they looked like splashes of blood.
There were crimson roses on the bench — they looked like splashes of blood.
There were crimson roses on the bench — they looked like splashes of blood.
There were crimson roses on the bench — they looked like splashes of blood.
There were crimson roses on the bench — they looked like splashes of blood.
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There were crimson roses on the bench

— they looked like splashes of blood.
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More “Dorothy l. sayers” Quotes

To learn six subjects without remembering how they were learnt does nothing to ease the approach to a seventh — to have learnt and remembered the art of learning makes the approach to every subject an open door.
The vital power of an imaginative work demands a diversity within its unity — and the stronger the diversity the more massive the unity.
The one thing which seems to me quite impossible is to take into consideration the kind of book one is expected to — surely one can only write the book that is there to be written.