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Quote: Sweet Pain
... she began in a weak, quivering voice that nevertheless had something in it that immediately clutched at my heart, making it throb with a sweet pain...
Except from Dostoyevsky's "White Nights"
... she began in a weak, quivering voice that nevertheless had something in it that immediately clutched at my heart, making it throb with a sweet pain...
Except from Dostoyevsky's "White Nights"