Nedelja, Januar 16, 2011

Or kind. Or

Or kind. Or true. Ii dont know, she faltered. You let me offer you money. And youve probably got as much as i have. I wont have from now on, then. Im going to paint. I thought, when you told me you were going away, that i couldnt look at a canvas again. But now i know i was wrong. Ive got to paint. Youll have left me that, at least. Mr. Merrill thinks youre ruining your career. And if you do, itll be my fault. Ill never, never, never, said the patroness of art desolately, try to do any one good again.

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