January 30th, 2012
But they would sometimes stop before the complete disclosure of a thought and would then try to imagine a phrase that could express it anyway. She did not confess her passion for another man; he did not say that he had forgotten her.
Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert, translated by Lydia Davis
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