Allure goes beyond appearances to the way they grace the world. Some women propel themselves by means of an internal gyroscope. Others glide through life as if on ice skates. Some women convey their tortured lives through their eyes; others encircle you in the music of their laughter.

Keith Donohue

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Write it down, boy. If you come across a passage in your reading that you’d like to remember, write it down in your little book; then you can read it again, memorize it, and have it whenever you wish.

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The Glittering World is a stunning phantasmagoria drawn from the world just beneath the surface, aswarm with great and memorable characters and a plot that twists and turns as it hurtles forward. A grand debut. One taste, and you'll be addicted.

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October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those gid... by Keith Donohue

October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.

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Once I learned to read, I could not imagine my life otherwise. by Keith Donohue

Once I learned to read, I could not imagine my life otherwise.

imagine

Between the covers, a book can be a sin. by Keith Donohue

Between the covers, a book can be a sin.

sin book

I am gone and am not coming back, but I remember everything. by Keith Donohue

I am gone and am not coming back, but I remember everything.

remembers-everything gone remember

Love makes us do wicked things. by Keith Donohue

Love makes us do wicked things.

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To lose one’s name is the beginning of forgetting. by Keith Donohue

To lose one’s name is the beginning of forgetting.

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I followed her into the library. The pale light from our chamber below dissipated in the room, but I could still make out – my heart leapt at the sight – row after row, shelf above shelf, floor to ceiling, a city of books. Speck turned to me and asked, Now, what shall we read first?

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As I let go of the past, the past let go of me. by Keith Donohue

As I let go of the past, the past let go of me.

letting-go past

Ben Farmer brings a legend to life in Evangeline, evoking with grace and panache the travails of the Acadians in mid-eighteenth century America from Nova Scotia to New Orleans. Farmer is a wonderful storyteller, and readers won't soon forget this tale of love and fortitude. Simply riveting.

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