Her theme was happiness: what it was; what it was not; where we might find it, where not; and how, if found, it must be guarded. Never must we confound it with pleasure. Nor think sorrow its exact opposite.
I don’t think I would ever want to be a writer of detective stories - but I would like to be a detective and there is a large deal of detection in th… - Mary Lavin
I don’t think I would ever want to be a writer of detective stories - but I would like to be a detective and there is a large deal of detection in th…
- Mary Lavin
Her theme was happiness: what it was; what it was not; where we might find it, where not; and how, if found, it must be guarded. Never must we confou… - Mary Lavin
Her theme was happiness: what it was; what it was not; where we might find it, where not; and how, if found, it must be guarded. Never must we confou…
"Take my own father! You know what he said in his last moments? On his deathbed, he defied me to name a man who had enjoyed a better life. In spite o… - Mary Lavin
"Take my own father! You know what he said in his last moments? On his deathbed, he defied me to name a man who had enjoyed a better life. In spite o…
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