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Now he was going–out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement–and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger.

Kathleen Winsor

War makes strangers bedfellows.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Bedfellow Stranger War
Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Again Places Seen Worst
[Sex] is something big and cosmic. What else do we have? There’s only birth and death and the union of two people – and sex is the only one that happens to us more than once.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

People Sex Two
there are only two ways to make a lot [of money] while you’re young: One is to entertain the public; and the other is to cheat it.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Cheat Two Way
I think Americans love success – but hate the people who have it.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Hate Success Thinking
Charm is the ability to make someone else think that both of you are pretty wonderful.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Charm Thinking Wonderful
They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenly struck with panic.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Loneliness Party Sky
If you had better sense you’d have learned by now that nothing thrives so well as wickedness
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Thrive Wells Wickedness
I guess experience is just learning at first hand the things you knew all along anyway.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Experience Firsts Hands
Half the joys and half the sorrows of this world are discovered in bed.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Bed Joy Sorrow
It seemed that up until this moment she had been only half alive.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Alive Half Moments
There’s one thing I’ve always known: You can let people suspect anything else about you, but you must never let them suspect you of knowing what you’re doing.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Knowing People Suspects
The only genius that’s worth anything is the genius for hard work.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Genius Hard Work
She was luxuriously tired and her muscles felt sore from the unaccustomed strain of riding astride.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Beer Night Tired
There’s an old press-agents’ slogan that’s good advice: Don’t read your publicity – weigh it.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Advice Agents Publicity
Nothing had ever tasted so good as the cool golden ale she swallowed from a pewter tankard. She slept deeply that night and longer than she had intended.
KATHLEEN WINSOR

Cool Golden Intended Nothing Swallow

Now he was going–out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement–and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger.

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Now he was going–out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement–and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger.

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