Stendhal Quotes

0
A novel is a mirror which passes over a highway. Sometimes it reflects to your eyes the blue of the skies, at others the churned-up mud of the road.

wordpress embed Embed Quote

HTML Medium Image Quote Embed:

HTML Large Image Quote Embed:

HTML Text Quote Embed with <blockquote>:

BB Forums Medium Image Quote Embed with <BB Code>:

report quote Report Quote

Please login in order to submit reports. Login Here

Similar Quotes