Those strange creepy people, all picking at their little... scabs, she had complained to me when Nathan was not around. I hate this type of—and here I thought she used a lovely gem of a phrase—unearned unhappiness!
William Styron
Those strange creepy people, all picking at their little... scabs, she had complained to me when Nathan was not around. I hate this type of—and here I thought she used a lovely gem of a phrase—unearned unhappiness!
