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Intrigued

Interesting conversations coming up....im starting to enjoy it with a caveat.

Too early to say but I’m not enjoying this at all.

"You mustn't mind your uncle Joss," she said, her manner changing suddenly, fawning almost, like a whimpering dog that has been trained by constant cruelty to implicit obedience, and who, in spite of kicks and curses, will fight like a tiger for its master.

We’re in for a ride…

"አስመራም ሕዝቡ አደባባይ ወጥቶ ጉሮ ወሸባዬ እየተጨፈረ ነው እኮ ነው የምትለኝ !! ሆሆ ይች አገር አንደ ካሴት ሆነች... በዚህም ዘፈን ...፣ ስትገለበጥም ዘፈን ... ታዲያ ለድንቡጮ ማን ያልቅስ ...? እኮ ድንቡጮ ለምን ሞተ ...?" ብለው አንድ በአንድ ተመለከቱን

አንዲት መርፌ ስንቱን ቀዳዳ ትስፋዉ?

…

I realised that the search for the Knowledge has encouraged us to think of the House as if it were a sort of riddle to be unravelled, a text to be interpreted, and that if ever we discover the Knowledge, then it will be as if the Value has been wrested from the House and all that remains will be mere scenery.

‘To the husband or the judge?’ Mme de Villefort stammered.
I saw questions like this multiple times throughout this book where people ask “am I talking to the doctor or a friend”, “the banker or my in law” and I just love the way they permit people to exercise different versions of themselves based on the occasions.

I changed my opinion on this book. The way every story is merging is insane!! It’s only now I’m realizing the importance of the first half (which was indeed very slow)

I like how people were prescribed southern sun and air, sea at some place……kind of thing as medications😂😂😂

This book is indeed finally picking up omgg

But what gives with grasslands? Or rather, why do lions choose to inhabit grasslands? Here are a few choices as to why lions live in grasslands:
Green is their favorite color.
That’s where those cute little impalas live.
They run into few trees.
The rents are low.



This is actually more fun than expected😁

“Followed by the count, the baron led the way through a long succession of apartments characterized by tedious ostentation and expensive bad taste, until they reached Mme Danglars’ boudoir, a small octagonal room hung with red satin and trimmed with Indian muslin.” Lol when Dumas hates you he’ll let you know no matter the occasion

‘What I clearly recall is that I felt ashamed at letting a talent like mine go to waste, and, as I had been given some new pistols, I thought I’d try them out on the Arabs….’

The more I learn about the past…..ugh it’s so disgusting