The more people I am with, Dorrigo thought, the more alone I feel.
The Narrow Road to the Deep NorthHad I crossed the pass Supported by a stick, I would have spared myself The fall from the horse.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North and Other Travel SketchesHere is a greedy man who keeps to himself The beautiful pears ripe in his garden.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North and Other Travel SketchesFor myself, I favored the abstract. I collected not just obsolete terms and words, but ideas.
Shades of Grey: The Road to High SaffronIn fact, the room was so quiet you might have heard a drop of paint splash.
Shades of Grey: The Road to High SaffronIt was a good day to die.I was in love. The house was clean
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