Because I was in love with Musyne, I imagined that that was going to give me the courage I lacked, all because she was so pretty, so musical and sweet, the little darling! Love is like alcohol; the more intoxicated and incapable you are, the stronger and quicker-witted you think yourself, and the surer you are of your rights.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Journey To The End Of The Night - pg. 74
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