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“I climbed the Parson’s Nose,” his companion was saying.
“How long did it take you?”
“Oh, I went up in three-quarters of an hour. I found the rocks very easy.”
“There’s a saying that you can come down in two minutes and find the rocks very hard.”

Someday I’m going to murder the bugler,
Someday they’re going to find him dead;
I’ll amputate his reveille, and step upon it heavily,
And spend the rest of my life in bed.

All I ask is, didn’t the first cause itself ever contemplate its lack of talent with agony?

My God! What shall I do without my misery?

Si usted ha leído a Lowry, le informo que este es un libro difícil de transitar. Si no lo ha leído, reitero: este es un libro difícil de transitar.

Mientras me pongo a tono para seguir con Taylor, vamos con Lowry.