« As with scissors, the woman, with her thighs open, cut the sheaves of our desires. We are tired of having broke so many desires in the beautiful field of our love. »
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Jules Renard
Journal 1887-1892 |
Jules Renard
Journal 1887-1892
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« This is a common mistake to take to friends two people who are high. »
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Jules Renard
Journal 1887-1892 |
Jules Renard
Journal 1887-1892
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« The man of true glory, is one we know and which we never saw anything. The trumpets of Fame claimed us his name. »
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Jules Renard
Journal 1887-1892 |
Jules Renard
Journal 1887-1892
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