« Know smile when a sensible man guess your little infamies. »
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Jules Renard
Journal 1893 - 1898 |
Jules Renard
Journal 1893 - 1898
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« The glory, is first a beautiful beach. You roll around in sand, then soon, smell bad, fish that women come up empty on the edge. »
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Jules Renard
Journal 1893 - 1898 |
Jules Renard
Journal 1893 - 1898
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« Above all, do not confuse sorrow and trouble. »
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Jules Renard
Journal 1893 - 1898 |
Jules Renard
Journal 1893 - 1898
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