His lips felt dry with a literal thirst for righteousness, which was like a glass of ice-cold water on a table in another man's room.
Graham GreeneAbout author
- Author's profession: Playwright, Writer
- Nationality: british
- Born: October 2, 1904
- Died: April 3, 1991
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height. My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight. For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's. Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use. In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose. With my lost...
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