"He recalled the prayers that his mother had taught him and discovered a significance in them that he had not previously understood; to a happy man, a prayer is a monotonous composition, void of meaning, until the day when suffering deciphers the sublime language through which the poor victim addresses God. So he prayed, not with fervour, but with fury."
ik bid ook maar dan tot Alexandre Dumas voor deze BANGER
— Jan 04, 2026 03:23PM
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