Certain things indeed I have learnt here: for instance, that my happiness has a sad face, so sad that for years I took it for my unhappiness and drove it away.
In they go-in jackets and cloaks, Plumes and bonnets, turbans and toques, As if to a Congress of Nations: Greeks and Malays, with daggers and dirks, Spaniards, Jews, Chinese, and Turks- Some like original foreign works, But mostly like bad translations.
The Cambridge history of Russia, edited by Dominic Lieven. Vol. 2, Imperial Russia, 1689-1917. Cambridge : Cambridge University Press, 2006
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Josephine Tey, The Singing Sands, Penguin 1977, (c)1952, p.18f.
It was a strange thing how much the meaning of a countenance depended on eyebrows...Film magnates took nice little girls from Balham and Muswell Hill and rubbed out their eyebrows and painted in other ones and they became straightway mysterious creatures from Omsk and Tomsk.