Manifesting this into a kiss

Jun 16, 2009 19:02


Evelyn Waugh rocks my socks

"'Contra mundum?'
  'Contra mundum.'
  'Bless you, Charles. There aren't many evenings left to us.'
          And that night, the first time for many weeks, we got deliriously drunk together; I saw him to the gate as the bells were striking midnight, and reeled back to my rooms under a starry heaven which swam dizzily among ( Read more... )

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calistomyth June 16 2009, 18:20:36 UTC
=O I love this. Who needs to read the book when your review is so beautifully written in itself?
(unlike this comment ;) )

ah, I've missed your journal :)

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