"Believe me, Allah is for all races one and the same, and if it be His will that I should love you, what can forbid you to love me in return?" She looked at him fixedly, as if struck by this new idea. Her expression was diffident, and showed a desire to be convinced. What eyes she had, eyes like stars, like burning coals.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Saturday, April 12, 2008
A Hero Of Our Own Times - pg. 35
Labels: Mikhail Yurevich Lermontov
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