Towards happiness, by Octave Mirbeau
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… My wife is pretty divinely: never more admirable eyes illuminated with more beauty a more delicious face; she is inexhaustibly good… I love her, she loves me; just six months ago today we were married. Only six months, is … Read More

Father Nicholas, by Octave Mirbeau
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  There were two long hours that we were walking in the fields under the sun that fell from the sky like a rain of fire; the sweat dripped on my body and the thirst, a burning thirst, devoured me. … Read More