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It was a strange way of killing: not by inches, but by fractions of hairbreadths, to beguile me with the spectre of a hope through eighteen years!”
she has no lover or liker among us: and she does not deserve one; for, let them say the least word to her, and she’ll curl back without respect of any one.
slight disagreement
Slight?!
my mind is so eternally secluded in itself, it is tempting at last to turn it out to another.
I will ask what is the matter,
Sounds like he's preparing to meet Cathy Sr.
“Is he a ghoul or a vampire?”
Nah, I think he's suicidal
