Sun Apr 5 19:52:48 2009
Oh, you are apt
to be utterly
incapable of doing that for
a promise that she would be
separated by wide intervals of time,
compared with man. He pleases. To the
interior gloom. I
held no communication with me, Nelly,
true; though I spoke
softly and put it in my mind. I
closed it, must have been
surprised to see him
again. Catherine
pushed another morning.
Statictically analyzed texts:
Charles Darwin, On the Origin of Species
Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
Sunday, April 5, 2009
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