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@absint
Hevesi vardı, bu bilimin gerektirdiği özel zekadan yoksun değildi; fakat onda düşündüğünü gerçekleştirme şevki yoktu: Yolunu kaybediyordu, tıpkı yatağını bulamayan, bir süre aktıktan sonra toprağın gözenekleri tarafından emilen su gibi, başladığı işi bitiremiyordu.
Her çiçeğin bir mevsimi, her kitabın bir zamanı vardır. Haziranın tadını yeni hikâyelerle çıkarın.
Rapaccini's Daughter - Nathaniel Hawthorne
Oh, how stubbornly does love –or even that cunning semblance of love which flourishes in the imagination, but strikes no depth of root into the heart– how stubbornly does it hold its faith, until the moment come, when it is doomed to vanish into thin mist!
Rapaccini's Daughter - Nathaniel Hawthorne
It was not love, although her rich beauty was a madness to him; nor horror, even while he fancied her spirit to be imbued with the same baneful essence that seemed to pervade her physical frame; but a wild offspring of both love and horror that had each parent in it, and burned like one and shivered like the other.
Carnivorous plants in general were widely collected but orchids were especially coveted, causing the killer orchid to become a sub-genre of its own among man-eating plants. Their bodily appearance and descriptions oozed sexuality and femininity, which transformed the flower into the femme fatale of the killer plant world as collectors died for their beauty.
