the queasiness and violate too old for caning glass louvers all this beauty after that day guy’s guy a food flash in front of him head to foot acerbic one so steely erosion has in Nigeria and America another used towel perfect water arcs in summer sticky with can drive at night kissing wounds a(…)
normal fears uneasy about practically everything uncertainty of future transitoriness of life frailty of body sadness of afternoon distant challenge of love and sex far from problem of livelihood in crowd but felt lonely and removed uneasiness sober and absteminous life’s ladder sad sound of piano being tuned public television idea of excellence(…)
the city of the Hague was swelling was confined ruin and shame able to smile in pain at the same time crushing rit run his poor tulip ‘I have killed fifty black cocks’ neither more nor less creaking on its axles no joy remains in this world neither more nor less quite black ‘be forbearing’(…)
from the bite of a lion at the battle of Blood River touches of kinship as surely ‘civilization fails us’ ‘where is the dog’ on the Tana River rank growth and rubbish no room for standing waterbirch right and left beautiful yellow fish moonbeams played the black bosom of the cloud timely doses(…)
four lira a day killed in Abyssinia they brought an action on the bright side on his arm in his fingers a frown for an instant all to the good the filthy little house irked and bored her long and elaborate but thrifty given a baronet seal dewy ponds under forest trees polo and(…)
Daisy’s murmur got done at once twilight between them as for Tom single green light just twice in my life ice and mineral water gas blue with lavender beads on the edge of a great table graceless circles old sport broken sobs slow black rivulets a long duster the amputated wheel surviving the laughter felt(…)
blunted this your wife’s amusements for incurables the dark world a new bad word any homeward bound steamer ‘my fire of straw’ the irksome monotony be measured a sapphire with two diamonds from off their backs east of Suez with sherry and bitters that bitter, bitter cold that nuzzling raw meat after a wet night(…)
‘what have you done’ dullards at the Captain’s table a jump ahead good Jewish friends a good cigar maybe both on a straw mat light blue, dark blue colorless sexless pair fatal ruby network someday dilating and wincing peeping and snatching her feelings were hurt again insect, fish, flower, bird(…)
the public, the people watery eyes nothing was wanting over the trees stood forgotten the spherical jar of chloroform young men kneeling his blanched nose visibly constricted neither a miser nor a hypochondriac less ideologically hampered in half-profile the lonely and domineering man no blame attaches stunted, useless behind a cordon salt and silver(…)
in 1819 too often hollow both sexes and others pigs, poultry and rabbits the stout cook much mended grasshopper-sounding shrill when winter was at hand so much for sawdust faintly-colored face yellow hut five Louis’ more or less could be useful ‘if I were rich’ a black coat at half-past two left his hat(…)
