There is a man, wich as I a grew I could understand.
No sentimentalism, no hugs, no “I love you”,
man of few words and you would think he was one of those nerds. 251 more words
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I am so glad that I don’t throw ‘Middlemarch’ away during eight years I immerse myself in other titles. I suddenly want to read the masterpiece after I stumble upon an article about minimalism. 963 more words
“It is only a novel… or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language” (Jane Austen, 337 more words