Hate seemed to crackle out of him in little flashes, like electricity in a cat's fur.


The Gastronomical Me (1943)

M. F. K. Fisher Quotes

Hate seemed to crackle out of him in little flashes, like electricity in a cat's fur.

Hate seemed to crackle out of him in little flashes, like electricity in a cat's fur.

Hate seemed to crackle out of him in little flashes, like electricity in a cat's fur.

Hate seemed to crackle out of him in little flashes, like electricity in a cat's fur.