“I shall have to miss forever some beautiful, wonderful things because of that wretched, lonely childhood. There will always be a lacking, a wanting -- some dead branches that never grew leaves. It is not deaths and murders and plots and wars that make life tragedy. It is day after day, and year after year, and Nothing. It is a sunburned little hand reached out and Nothing put into it.”
Quote by Mary MacLane
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I Await the Devil's Coming
This book delves into the psychological and emotional states of its characters as they face an impending event, weaving a tale of suspense and foreboding. more
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