laurel-drops

Updated: May 1, 2025

"On m'a traits, comme un vieux bonnet de coton," he babbled senselessly. She was looking after him all night, giving him laurel-drops and repeating to him till daybreak, "You will still be of use; you will still make your mark; you will be appreciated ... in another place."

Fyodor Dostoyevsky - The Possessed (The Devils)