Daily Dose

From Zazie in the Metro, by Raymond Queneau, translated by Barbara Wright

SIGHING

"'My poor child,' said, sighing, the widow who from time to time rediscovered some fragments of morality to apply to other people in the ruins of her own which had been pulverized by the charms of the copman."

From Chapter 12

Daily Dose

From Purple Hibiscus, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

AS WELL

"'Morality, as well as the sense of taste, is relative,' Obiora said."

From page 156