The idea of death, blurted out in despair between a couple of kisses, returned implacable and keen.
L'idée de la mort, jetée avec désespoir entre deux baisers, revenait implacable et aiguë.
Original text (French)
Original text (French)
Death and the sowing of seeds: and the life of bread growing up out of the earth.
This woman was as necessary to his life as eating and drinking.
When younger, he had been fun-loving to the point of tedium.
As one must die, I would rather die of passion than boredom!
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