Here is Isabella’s Talking Head.
It seems like weeks ago that Wuthering Heights was still accompanying me on my travels, but the last page was read and the book was completed just before Easter, and I’m now onto Joyce’s A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, which, it must be said, isn’t nearly so enjoyable to read thus far, but comparisons are as odious as they are tempting so there won’t be any more going down that road. 780 more words
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“Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! 920 more words