Abstract
Do you know, my son, Papa spoke ponderously, and gesticulated a long time before every word. The most difficult thing to bear is that feeling of complete emptiness ... and one suffers very much . . . , very very very much. One grows with so much bottled up inside, but afterwards it is difficult to scream, you know.... Mama was going to object, but Papa clutched her shoulder firmly. It's nothing, mother, but, you know, our son believes that people don't mount wild horses, and that they only make use of the hungry docile ones. Yet when a horse goes wild it gets shot down, and it's all finished. But tame horses die every dayas long as they can stand on their feet.'
Sign-in/Register to access full text options 
Talk to us
Join us for a 30 min session where you can share your feedback and ask us any queries you have
Schedule a callSimilar Papers
Disclaimer: All third-party content on this website/platform is and will remain the property of their respective owners and is provided on "as is" basis without any warranties, express or implied. Use of third-party content does not indicate any affiliation, sponsorship with or endorsement by them. Any references to third-party content is to identify the corresponding services and shall be considered fair use under The CopyrightLaw.
