Quotations
Dorothy Sayers

Thomas Wolfe, aged seven, the year after he started school.
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“Eliza had allowed his hair to grow long; she wound it around her finger every morning into fat Fauntleroy curls: the agony and humiliation it caused him was horrible, but she was unable or unwilling to understand it, and mouth-pursingly thoughtful and stubborn to all solicitation to cut it.”
from Look Homeward Angel

