Muriel Spark Quote
Her words depressed him. They were like spilt sugar; however much you swept it up some grains would keep grinding under your feet.
Muriel Spark
Her words depressed him. They were like spilt sugar; however much you swept it up some grains would keep grinding under your feet.
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About Muriel Spark
Dame Muriel Sarah Spark (née Camberg; 1 February 1918 – 13 April 2006) was a Scottish novelist, short story writer, poet and essayist.