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1 " Old willows trailed veils of wet leaves across his path. Moss crawled up the headstones. The place was otherwise deserted. "
― Martha Grimes , Jerusalem Inn (Richard Jury, #5)
2 " Whether we fall by ambition, blood or lust, Like diamonds we are cut with our own dust. "
3 " It was the sort of room that made you want to stand around in it and read for the rest of your life "
4 " He felt the loss of something irreplacable, as if a thief had come out of the night, velvet-gloved and softly shod, and taken whatever it was away without Jury’s ever having known, and slipped through the square, "