C. S. Forester Quote: No.12
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The material came bubbling up inside like a geyser or an oil gusher. It streamed up of its own accord, down my arm and out of my fountain pen in a torrent of six thousand words a day. C. S. Forester | Refcard PDF ↑
The material came bubbling up inside like a geyser or an oil gusher. It streamed up of its own accord, down my arm and out of my fountain pen in a torrent of six thousand words a day. C. S. Forester | Refcard PDF ↑