Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Claude Monet Boulevard des Capucines

Boulevard des Capucines
Charity painting
Claude Monet Boulevard des Capucines
Christ In The Storm On The Sea Of Galilee
Dance Me to the End of Love
¡¡¡¡'And I have been sitting here,' said Steerforth, glancing round the room, 'thinking that all the people we found so glad on the night of our coming down, might - to judge from the present wasted air of the place - be dispersed, or dead, or come to I don't know what harm. David, I wish to God I had had a judicious father these last twenty years!' ¡¡¡¡'My dear Steerforth, what is the matter?' ¡¡¡¡'I wish with all my soul I had been better guided!' he exclaimed. 'I wish with all my soul I could guide myself better!' ¡¡¡¡There was a passionate dejection in his manner that quite amazed me. He was more unlike himself than I could have supposed possible. ¡¡¡¡'It would be better to be this poor Peggotty, or his lout of a nephew,' he said, getting up and leaning moodily against the chimney-piece,
oil paintingwith his face towards the fire, 'than to be myself, twenty times richer and twenty times wiser, and be the torment to myself that I have been, in this Devil's bark of a boat, within the last half-hour!' ¡¡¡¡I was so confounded by the alteration in him, that at first I could only observe him in silence, as he stood leaning his head upon his hand, and looking gloomily down at the fire. At length I begged him, with all the earnestness I felt, to tell me what had occurred to cross him so unusually, and to let me sympathize with him, if I could not hope to advise him. Before I had well concluded, he began to laugh - fretfully at first, but soon with returning gaiety.

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Anonymous said...

The Nut Gatherers