Showing posts with label P.D. Phyllis Dorothy James. Show all posts
Showing posts with label P.D. Phyllis Dorothy James. Show all posts
Monday, September 15, 2014
Autumn, P. D. James
It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.
- P. D. James (1920- ), [A Taste for Death Published 1986. Page 373]
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