Now, you mummy's darlings, get a rift on them boots. Definitely shine em, my little curly-headed lambs, for in our mob, war or no war, you die with clean boots on.
Now, you mummy's darlings, get a rift on them boots. Definitely shine em, my little curly-headed lambs, for in our mob, war or no war, you die with c… - Gerald Kersh
Now, you mummy's darlings, get a rift on them boots. Definitely shine em, my little curly-headed lambs, for in our mob, war or no war, you die with c…
- Gerald Kersh
There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in torm… - Gerald Kersh
There are men whom one hates until a certain moment when one sees, through a chink in their armour, the writhing of something nailed down and in torm…
When Irish eyes are smiling, watch your step. - Gerald Kersh
When Irish eyes are smiling, watch your step.
I can't believe in the God of my Fathers. If there is one Mind which understands all things, it will comprehend me in my unbelief. I don't know whose… - Gerald Kersh
I can't believe in the God of my Fathers. If there is one Mind which understands all things, it will comprehend me in my unbelief. I don't know whose…
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