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My long-crushed spirit rose, cowardice departed, bold defiance took its place; and I now resolved that, however long I might remain a slave in form, the day had passed forever when I could be a slave in fact.

Hrabrost je kad znas da si potucen i prije no sto si krenuo u borbu, ali ti ipak kreces i uprkos svemu stremis cilju. Rijetko kad pobjedjujes ali nekad pobijedis.

When you mature intellectually we may not be able to communicate. When you mature emotionally you may not even want me.

How mingled and imperfect are all our sublunary joys!

...So little knowsAny but God alone to value rightThe good before him but perverts best thingsTo worst abuse or to their meanest use.

That was the way he always was, alien to the existence of his sons, partly because he considered childhood as a period of mental insufficiency, and partly because he was always too absorbed in his fantastic speculations.

Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees—he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.

They love the heathen on the other side of the globe. They can pray for him, pay money to have the Bible put into his hand, and missionaries to instruct him; while they despise and totally neglect the heathen at their own doors. Such is, very briefly, my view of the religion of this land;

Chắc chắn họ có quyền nghĩ vậy và họ có quyền nhận được sự tôn trọng dành cho những ý kiến của họ," Bố Atticus nói,"nhưng trước khi bố sống được với người khác, bố phải sống với chính mình. Có một thứ không tuân theo nguyên tắc đa số, đó là lương tâm của con người.

Solitude gives me a chance to read and think, and now that the memories are coming through again - to rediscover my past, to find out who and what I really am. If anything should go wrong, I'll have at least that.

They have no mercy on that here or infanticide. Refuse christian burial. They used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn't broken already.

It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered 'Listen,' a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.

Da bih mogao zivjeti sa drugima, moram prvo zivjeti sam sa sobom. Jedina stvar koja ne pripada pod pravila vecine jeste covjekova savjest.

Nothing in our minds is ever really gone.

I am caught in this burning scene. Pan's hour, the faunal noon. Among gumheavy serpentplants, milkoozing fruits, where on the tawny waters leaves lie wide. Pain is far.

he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling.

They neither work nor weep; in their shape is their reason.

and stature commanding and exact—in intellect richly endowed—in natural eloquence a prodigy—in soul manifestly "created but a little lower than the angels"—yet a slave, ay, a fugitive slave,—trembling for his safety, hardly daring to believe

We would lie in those afternoon beds, afterwards, hands on each other, talking it over. Possible, impossible. What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?

Did nature supplement what man advanced? Did she complete what he began? With equal complacence she saw his misery, condoned his meanness and acquiesced in his torture.