Sitting before the fire, in a leather armchair, was the dictator of that world, the venerable Ramm, or to call him by his full name, Ramm Rapelye.
the crest; his eyes narrowing beneath the blue membrane that protected them, the turkey approached the urn in which the Child, dressed in white silk rancid, raised in his right hand his silver world, which had a cross crowned, poured out the grace of his face and the kindness of his glass eyes upon the poor house and its inhabitants.
Emilia Pardo Bazán
They had seven or eight girdles in front of them, and instead of the ones that were to be seen behind, they stitched a skirt that looked like a crescent moon; They were too long to feel so bad about having them so long in such a laborious world that they would say good-bye.
He had taken the habit of scolding the clerks with hardness, explaining the minutiae of commerce and the haberdashery to the detail adorning the description with those rough jokes that constitute the lingo lingo. Listened to by force for his home country, pleased with himself, he ended up making a phraseology of his own.
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Then to reap thirty-three moneys and walk between lies behind the post of a proud familiar world and bring to these chains more heirs to prolong us football and cowbells and continue to fend for us competing hells to win and to be the mere, mere maroers of the circuses imposed on masses of clowns with power!
Antonio Domínguez Hidalgo
But the bad relationship between the sisters came from childhood; in one of her fights, Joan was wounded with a broken collarbone. The rivalry between them was known in the Hollywood scene from an early date.
This book reflected strong Niezschean visions and Dionysian euphoria, for what she wanted to show was that neither the Finesa Civil War nor the bloody Revolution Russian, or tuberculosis, let alone the critics would stop writing poetry. His work did not have a great acceptance in life; however, opened the door to the world of literature.
However, although no one perceived it, he felt asphyxiated: by the family and social repressions related to a sexuality that always kept reserved for intimacy, by the jealousy and small betrayals of the cultural world, and by a political climate polarized between Peronism and antiperonismo, tendency the last one with which the young woman was identified.
Inherited the mayorazgo, but its homosexuality, that is not and his defects, which today would pass through virtues, made him a black sheep for the less tolerant part of the good society (his mother will withdraw his salutation for having hung his collection of portraits of young pugilists in the living room) , but not for her friend and introducer in the literary world, Emilia Pardo Bazán, whose home-made chatting frequented.
The stories that form her books The first leaves of the night and The Lone Ranger has the head peeled like a toothbrush they return on these matters, on the adolescence of its personages, on its special world.