For those of you who have been following the "Crime and Punishment" postings that I have made over the past two weeks, I have been rather ill, and I couldn't make any substantial contributions to the forum. In addition, my computer/machine crashed (for the second time in three weeks). As soon as the holidays are over (Thanksgiving in the States), I will continue to post, starting with the next chapter of the novel.
Thanks,
Mea505
Why, the whole point, the real sting of it lay in the fact that continually, even in the moment of the acutest spleen, I was inwardly conscious with shame that I was not a spiteful. I am a sicker man! I might foam at the mouth, but bring me a doll to play with, bring me a cup of tea with sugar in it, and maybe I will be appeased! I might even genuinely be touched, though probably I should grind my teeth at myself afterward and lie awake at night with shame for months after. That is my way.
I hope you're feeling better soon; being sick for the holidays sucks.
(Especially Thanksgiving!)
I'm looking forward to your return.
Get well.
com-pas-sion (n.) [ME. & OFr. <LL. (Ec.) compassio, sympathy < compassus, pp. of compati, to feel pity < L. com-, together + pali, to suffer] sorrow for the sufferings or trouble of another or others, accompanied by an urge to help; deep sympathy; pity
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I will begin to post to the forum on Monday.
Thanks,
mea505
Why, the whole point, the real sting of it lay in the fact that continually, even in the moment of the acutest spleen, I was inwardly conscious with shame that I was not a spiteful. I am a sicker man! I might foam at the mouth, but bring me a doll to play with, bring me a cup of tea with sugar in it, and maybe I will be appeased! I might even genuinely be touched, though probably I should grind my teeth at myself afterward and lie awake at night with shame for months after. That is my way.
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