Near one monastery

Near one monastery there's a place outside the town… The monks’ wives, they call ’em; everybody knows about it. I’ve been there myself and it was very interesting. In its own way of course; just for a change. A bit spoilt by Russian nationalism - there are no French girls there though they could easily afford some: it’s a very prosperous monastery indeed.
Brothers Karamazov, chapter IV

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Linda Swift said…
life doesn’t always give us the joys we want.
we don’t always get our hopes and dreams, and we don’t always get our own way.
but don’t give up hope, because you can make a difference one situation and one person at a time.look for the beauty around you—in nature, in others, in yourself—and believe in the love of friends, family, and humankind.
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25 November 2010 at 03:20
MeltonM said…
Missing the point by some distance there, Linda.
30 November 2010 at 18:49
Simon M Hunter said…
Oh I don't know. I can imagine a scenario where some desperate creature, at her wit's end, should chance upon this blog and that comment and be inspired to seek the help she needs.

Rhymes: spreading good whatever the probabilities.
2 December 2010 at 18:03
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