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It’s true that a child belongs to its father. But when a father beats his child, it seeks sympathy in its mother’s hut. A man belongs to his fatherland when things are good and life is sweet. But when there is sorrow and bitterness he finds refuge in his motherland. Your mother is there to protect you. She is buried there. And that is why we say that mother is supreme.

The threshold of a new house is a lonely place.

You can't have a lasting civilization without plenty of pleasant vices.

А ведь это что-нибудь да значит, если стадо диких зверей всё-таки можно остановить, ибо в последнем счёте они всё же люди.

I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was--there is no man can tell what. Methought I was,--and methought I had,--but man is but a patched fool, ifhe will offer to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream, because it hath no bottom...

Το περιεχόμενο [των περιοδικών] ήταν υπόσχεση. Μιλούσαν για μεταμορφώσεις, γαργαλούσαν με μια ατέλειωτη σειρά από δυνατότητες, όλο και πιο προωθημένες, όπως τα είδωλα σε δυο καθρέπτες τοποθετημένους αντικριστά, με τέλος τους το άπειρο. σου πρόβαλλαν πειρασμούς: μια περιπέτεια μετά την άλλη, μια γκαρνταρόμπα να ακολουθεί άλλην, η μια βελτίωση ξοπίσω από την άλλη, ένας άντρας αμέσως μετά από άλλον. Μιλούσαν για ξανάνιωμα κυττάρων, κατάργηση του πόνου και ατέρμονη αγάπη. Η ουσιαστική υπόσχεσή τους τελικά ήταν μία: αθανασία

How Low am I, thou painted Maypole? Speak:How Low am I? I am not yet so LowBut that my Nails can reach unto thine Eyes

Dicen nuestros mayores que el sol ha de alumbrar antes a los que están de pie que a los que se arrodillan bajo ellos.

I've learned that intelligence alone doesn't mean a damned thing. Here in your university, intelligence, education, knowledge, have all become great idols. But I know now there's one thing you've overlooked: intelligence and education that hasn't been tempered by human affection isn't worth a damn.

You can't help what you feel, Moira once said, but you can help how you behave.

The summer dresses are unpacked and hanging in the closet, two of them, pure cotton, which is better than synthetics like the cheaper ones, though even so, when it's muggy, in July and August, you sweat inside them. No worry about sunburn though, said Aunt Lydia. The spectacles women used to make of themselves. Oiling themselves like roast meat on a spit, and bare backs and shoulders, on the street, in public, and legs, not even stockings on them, no wonder those things used to happen. [...] And not good for the complexion, not at all, wrinkle you up like a dried apple. But we weren't supposed to care about our complexions any more, she'd forgotten that.

For particulars, as every one knows, make for virtue and happiness; generalities are intellectually necessary evils. Not philosophers but fretsawyers and stamp collectors compose the backbone of society.

We lived, as usual, by ignoring. Ignoring isn't the same as ignorance, you have to work at it. Nothing

But remember that forgiveness too is a power.

VLADIMIR: Well? Shall we go?ESTRAGON: Yes, let's go. They do not move.

Miss Caroline told me to tell my father not to teach me any more, it would interfere with my reading. Teach

Better never means better for everyone, he says. It always means worse, for some.

Atticus said to Jem one day, I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ’em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.

In my self-made seraglio, I was a radiant and robust Turk, deliberately, in the full consciousness of his freedom, postponing the moment of actually enjoying the youngest and frailest of his slaves.

Sure there’s a catch, Doc Daneeka replied. Catch-22. Anyone who wants to get out of combat duty isn’t really crazy. There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one’s own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind.