Prodigious production within a short time appreciates quantity but depreciates quality.

Around her ribs and waist were curves of the kind that wind carves in snowdrifts.

Alors c'est ça l'enfer. Je ne l'aurais jamais cru… Vous vous rappelez : le souffre, le bûcher, le gril.. Ah quelle plaisanterie. Pas besoin de gril, l'enfer c'est les autres.

With great pleasure she did what was forbidden, because the great advantage of being there was not having to respect the rules and not even having to put up with any major consequences if you broke them.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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