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It’s as if all the knowledge I’ve soaked in during the past months has coalesced and lifted me to a peak of light and understanding. This is beauty, love, and truth all rolled into one. This is joy.

Justice it means but it’s everybody eating everyone else. That’s what life is after all.

Pherae. He was Ortilochus’ son, whose father was Alpheus, and there they spent the night. [490] Diocles offered them the hospitality he owed to strangers who stayed there as his guests. As soon as rose-fingered early Dawn appeared, they hitched their horses, climbed in the splendid chariot, and set off from the echoing portico

No importa que la sensación sea triste o hasta desagradable, pero cuando me voy de un sitio me gusta darme cuenta de que me marcho. Si no luego me da más pena todavía.

Goddess, …do not be angry with me about this. I am quite aware that my wife Penelope is nothing like so tall or so beautiful as yourself. She is only a woman, whereas you are an immortal. Nevertheless, I want to get home, and can think of nothing else.

It’s really hard to be roomates with people if your suitcases are much better than theirs–if yours are the really good ones and theirs aren’t. You think if they’re intelligent and all, the other person, and have a good sense of humor, that they don’t give a damn whose suitcases are better, but they do. They really do.

Sherlock Holmes and Jem Finch would agree.

It was as if I had been looking at the whole thing clearly on the blackboard of my mind, but when I turned to read it, part of it had been erased and the rest didn’t make sense.

Every tune I came to the end of a block and stepped off the goddam curb, I had this feeling that I’d never get to the other side of the street. I thought I’d just go down, down, down, and nobody’d ever see me again.

My anger was an exciting feeling, and I didn’t give it up easily. I was ready to fight.

My studies are going well. The university library is my second home now. They’ve had to get me a private room because it takes me only a second to absorb the printed page, and curious students invariably gather around me as I flip through my books.

The one that sang, old Janine, was always whispering into the g***** microphone before she sang. She’d say, ‘And now we like to geeve you our impression of Vooly Voo Fransay. Eet ees the story of leetle Fransh girl who comes to a beeg ceety, just like New York, and falls een love wees a leetle boy from Brookleen. We hope you like eet.’ Then, when she was all done whispering and being cute as hell, she’d sing some dopey song, half in English and half in French, and drive all the phonies in the place mad with joy.

You hate to tell new stuff to somebody around a hundred years old. They don’t like to hear it.

Never, never, never, on cross-examination ask a witness a question you don’t already know the answer to.

We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial – I believe we are lost.

In flood time you can see how some trees bend, and because they bend, even their twigs are safe, while stubborn trees are torn up, roots and all. And the same thing happens in sailing: make your sheet fast, never slacken,–and over you go

Some game. If you get on the side where all the hot-shots are, then it’s a game all right – I’ll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren’t any hot-shots, then what’s a game about it?

Si la chica es guapa, ¿a quién le importa que llegue tarde? Cuando aparece se le olvida a uno en seguida.

But my parents, especially my mother, she has ears like a goddam bloodhound. So I took it very, very easy when I went past their door. I even held my breath, for God’s sake. You can hit my father over the head with a chair and he won’t wake up, but my mother, all you have to do to my mother is cough somewhere in Siberia and she’ll hear you.

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