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The Birds Fall Down

In this gripping narrative, the story unfolds in a world where the birds have mysteriously fallen from the sky, leaving humanity to grapple with the aftermath. The protagonist navigates a society in turmoil, facing the challenges of scarcity and the remnants of a once vibrant world. more

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Rebecca West
Rebecca West

Rebecca West, born Cecil William James on December 21, 1892, and died on March 15, 1983, was a prominent British author of the 20th century. Known for her profound social insight and unique literary style, she left a lasting impact on the world of literature. more

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“But just as it sometimes happens that the most temperate people, who have never acquired the habit of drinking alcohol, or even a taste for it, are tormented by the fear that somehow or other they will one day find themselves drunk, so Isabelle perpetually feared that she might be betrayed into an impulsive act that was destructive to such order as reason had imposed on life. Therefore she was forever running her faculty of analysis over in her mind with the preposterous zeal of an adolescent running a razor over his beardless chin.”

“One was kind, out of a bounty that could hardly be exhausted, to old governesses and gardeners, who could be relied upon to give thanks with proper abjection; one performed public duties, for which one was paid in full by deference; one was chaste, refusing to run away from one's husband with other men who for the most part did not ask one to do so, and who in any case had nothing better to offer than one's own home. Knowing no difficulties one was without fortitude; knowing no criteria but one's own achievements one was without taste.”