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We still go where we want, even if we got to crawl for the right.' - Tom Joad (Jr.)

powerless and raged without knowing why.

—¿Prefieres leer a jugar? —La señorita Elizabeth Bennet es una gran lectora y no encuentra placer en nada más.

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

The preacher laughed softly. "You know," he said, "it's a nice thing not bein' a preacher no more. Nobody use' ta tell stories when I was there, or if they did I couldn' laugh. An' I couldn' cuss. Now I cuss all I want, any time I want, an' it does a fella good to cuss if he wants to.

Una persona che sa scrivere una lunga lettera con facilità non può scrivere male.

Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,Is the immediate jewel of their souls.

And the more I thought about it, the more I dug ut of memory things I had overlooked or forgotten. I realized then that a man who had lived only a day could easily live for a hundred years in prison. He would have enough memories to keep him from being bored.

When she did come, it was very evident that she had no pleasure in it; she made a slight, formal apology for not calling before, said not a word of wishing to see me again, and was in every respect so altered a creature, that when she went away, I was perfectly resolved to continue the acquaintance no longer.

no es justo publicar las faltas del pasado de una persona, ignorando si se ha corregido.

I'm willing to tell you. I'm wanting to tell you. I'm waiting to tell you.

...speak to me as to thy thinkingAs thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughtsThe worst of words...

So I learned that after a single day's experience of the outside world a man could easily live a hundred years in prison.

The one-eyed man watched them go, and then he went through the iron shed to his shack behind. It was dark inside. He felt his way to the mattress on the floor, and he stretched out and cried in his bed, and the cars whizzing by on the highway only strengthened the walls of his loneliness.

Of course we’re frightened sometimes but we put up with being frightened.

The distance is nothing, when one has a motive.

You know you can't be a nice girl inside if you're a dirty slut outside

Soft you; a word or two before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know't.— No more of that.—I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely, but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but,

Nothing mattered, and I knew why. So did he. Throughout the whole absurd life I'd lived, a dark wind had been rising toward me from somewhere deep in my future, across years that were still to come, and as it passed, this wind levelled whatever was offered to me at the time

There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil - a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome.