How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you — you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences — little rags and shreds of your very life.
Katherine Mansfield: The Memories of L.M. (1971)
How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you — you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences — little rags and shreds of your very life.
Katherine Mansfield: The Memories of L.M. (1971)