Literature is My (Su)rreal Utopia
Saturday, 21 March 2015
LADY CHATTERLEY'S LOVER
All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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