Aug 25, 2018
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Edwin Happy you was if drift atenolol dilsey day what a aye Draw cathedral wow awesome 😸😸😸😂😂😂
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Edwin Official You’re ties cairns to show Lorne to Dilsey’s #edwinvaldez #dilsey (at Bronx New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWtzUoVvXmM/?utm_medium=tumblr
Edwin Official You’re ties cairns to show Lorne to Dilsey’s #edwinvaldez #dilsey (at Bronx New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWtzQQ1Pz4q/?utm_medium=tumblr
Dilsey was the Compson kids’ true mom. (Good luck changing my mind.)
Also yes, this is my first post on tumblr! You may know me as rustyclaws or tappnet on Instagram whoops- Anyways, this blog will be a cesspool of classic lit stuff and cats, or probably some unholy combination of the two. Hopefully my stay on here is nice!
"You's a cold man, Jason, if a man you is," she says. "I thank de Lawd I got mo heart dan dat, even ef hit is black."
Dilsey from The Sound and The Fury
William Faulkner
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They endured.
She had been a big woman once but now her skeleton rose, draped loosely in unpadded skin that tightened again upon a paunch almost dropsical, as though muscle and tissue had been courage or fortitude which the days or the years had consumed until only the indomitable skeleton was left rising like a ruin or a landmark above the somnolent and impervious guts, and above that the collapsed face that gave the impression of the bones themselves being outside the flesh, lifted into the drying day with an expression at once fatalistic and of a child’s astonished disappointment