Report, if you have a problem with this page“ But her life was as cold as an attic facing north; and boredom, like a silent spider, was weaving its web in the shadows, in every corner of her heart. ”
Gustave Flaubert
From : Madame Bovary
Report, if you have a problem with this page“ But her life was as cold as an attic facing north; and boredom, like a silent spider, was weaving its web in the shadows, in every corner of her heart. ”
Gustave Flaubert
From : Madame Bovary
