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216 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1925
he laughed oddly as he did it, as a man laughs who covers some hidden hurt
People's ways are all so different. It's rather infernal—trying to please everybody
Only wondering if you are wanting the right thing—wondering if the thing you call your heart's desire will bring you happiness. It—it doesn't always, you know, Bunny. Life is like that
Isn't it possible—sometime—to try to know too much? There is such a thing as looking too closely, mon ami. And then we pay the price.
The gods have sent you a gift, and because you don't know what it is made of, you are going to pull it to pieces to find out. And presently you will fling it away because you cannot fit it together again