The above is attributed to a tutor of mine, while discussing the elements of the human emotion, and the truth of the statement struck me even as he said it. I need only look to my own friends to know it
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*having been introduced to the internet by Collins, has been doing some hunting around and found this, though only read the first section before he put it away, embarrassed and concerned*
Raphael? I would like to speak to you, if you please.
Well, the fair season of Noël is upon us, and so we must rejoice for our blessings and share happiness that we have found. And so I present this, to give the season a beginning. I expect all of you, my friends, to do the same.
Thankfully not talking in Capital Letters the way his subject line is, Combeferre is outside again to read. We're certain he never got this much fresh air back in Paris, but back in Paris there wasn't this much fresh air. At any rate, it's been undeniably good for him, and he's quite contented as he leans against a railing, reading his book.