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You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased.

He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen.

Man is not made for defeat.

The city atmosphere certainly has improved her. Some way she doesn't seem like the same woman.

Never mind the milk, comrades!" cried Napoleon, placing himself in front of the buckets. "That will be attended to. The harvest is more important. Comrade Snowball will lead the way. I shall follow in a few minutes. Forward, comrades! The hay is waiting."So the animals trooped down to the hayfield to begin the harvest, and when they came back in the evening it was noticed that the milk had disappeared.

I am determined that never, if I can help it,Shall evil triumph over good." - Creon

They must take me for a fool, or even worse, a lunatic. And no wonder ,for I am so intensely conscious of my misfortune and my misery is so overwhelming that I am powerless to resist it and am being turned into stone, devoid of all knowledge or feeling.

If I can learn to understand this language without words, I can learn to understand the world.

Generations of men are like the leaves.In winter, winds blow them down to earth,but then, when spring season comes again,the budding wood grows more. And so with men:one generation grows, another dies away.

She wanted, with her fickleness, to make my destruction constant; I want, by trying to destroy myself, to satisfy her desire.

It is so short and jumbled and jangled because there is nothing intelligent to say after a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead...everything is supposed to be very quiet...and it always is, except for the birds.

Nothing can come of nothing.

What work you do! It's strange work for a Christian girl to hang old women!

What's your hurry?"Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia.

I am braver than I was because I have lost all; and he who has nothing to lose can afford all risks.

If there were a sympathy in choice,War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it,Making it momentary as a sound,Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,Brief as the lightning in the collied nightThat, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'The jaws of darkness do devour it up;So quick bright things come to confusion.

My Oberon, what visions have I seen!Methought I was enamored of an ass. Titania, Act IV, Scene 1, Lines 76-77

When shall we three meet againIn thunder, lightning, or in rain?

He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:And you all know, securityIs mortals' chiefest enemy.

Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.