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“Your paintings are staggeringly beautiful. Did I ever tell you that,or was I just too concerned that you weren't going to earn a living? I know the answer...I worried that the paint was so thickly applied that it might snap off and ruin someone's carpet, rather than realizing that you'd made color itself tactile.”

Quote by Rosamund Lupton

Book:Sister

Work

Sister

This book delves into the intricate dynamics of siblinghood, examining the love, conflict, and growth that define the bond between two sisters. more

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Rosamund Lupton
Rosamund Lupton

Rosamund Lupton is a British author born in 1964. Her works span various literary genres, including novels, poetry, and plays. Lupton is known for her unique narrative style and profound insights into human nature. more

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