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“But you cannot know the glimpses I have had, you cannot know there is another, dazzling place, that seems to welcome me! I have been led to it, Helen, by someone marvellous and strange. You won't know this. They will tell you of her, and they will make her seem squalid and ordinary, they will turn my passion into something gross and wrong. You will know, that it is neither of those things. It is only love, Helen - only that. I cannot live, and not be at her side!”

Quote by Sarah Waters

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Affinity

This book delves into the intricate connections between people and their surroundings, offering a rich tapestry of characters and settings that reflect the depth of human experience. more

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Sarah Waters
Sarah Waters

Sarah Waters is a renowned British contemporary novelist, born on July 21, 1966. Her works are known for their delicate emotional descriptions and profound social insights, particularly for her focus on female emotions and gender issues. Her notable works include 'Fictional Holmes' and 'Tipping the Velvet'. more

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