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The whole question here is: am I a monster, or a victim myself?

He may be innocent of the murder, but he has certainly a bad conscience.

…everyone needs a somewhere, a place he can go. There comes a time, you see, inevitably there comes a time you have to have a somewhere you can go!

It is a sin to think words no others think

But to appear happy when I am so miserable — Oh! who can require it?

The Lord had given them the day and the Lord had given them the strength. And the day and the strength had been dedicated to labor, and the labor was its reward. Who was the labor for? What would be its fruits? These were irrelevant and idle questions.

Pheoby, yuh got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God and they got tuh find out about livin fuh theyselves.

In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie's ear. Doubt.

Then his head sank to the floor of its own accord and from his nostrils came the last faint flicker of his breath.

Unlike diamonds, watches were practical. They were for people on the run, people with appointments to keep and schedules to meet.

She couldn’t make him look just like any other man to her. He looked like the love thoughts of women. He could be a bee to a blossom – a pear tree blossom in the spring. He seemed to be crushing scent out of the world with his footsteps. Crushing aromatic herbs with every step he took. Spices hung above him. He was a glance from God.

But maybe boredom is erotic, when women do it, for men.

All seasons have something to offer

I´ll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew it meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before. You do that first, in your head, and then you make it real. So that´s how they do it, I thought. I seemed never to have known that before.

The voices blend and fuse in clouded silence: silence that is infinite of space: and swiftly, silently the sound is wafted over regions of cycles of cycles of generations that have lived.

Read your own obituary notice; they say you live longer. Gives you second wind. New lease of life.

The intellectual imagination! With me all or not at all. NON SERVIAM!

إن الكتب التي تثير اهتمامي بالفعل هي تلك التي عندما أنتهي من قراءتها أرغب في أن يكون المؤلف صديقا عزيزا لي وأستطيع أن أخابره بالتليفون في أي وقت شئت

When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water.

... Remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest.