When I am upstairs in my little garret I have only to remember and imagine the rustle of your dress, and I am ready to bite off my hands.

Auteur: Fyodor Dostoevsky

When I am upstairs in my little garret I have only to remember and imagine the rustle of your dress, and I am ready to bite off my hands. - Fyodor Dostoevsky




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