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—Dedalus, you're an antisocial being, wrapped up in yourself. I'm not. I'm a democrat and I'll work and act for social liberty and equality among all classes and sexes in the United States of the Europe of the future.

God me such uses send,Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend.

You are a good girl, and I have great pleasure in thinking you will be so happily settled. I have no doubt of your doing very well together. Your tempers are by no means unlike. You are each of you so complying, that nothing will ever be resolved on; so easy, that every servant will cheat you; and so generous, that you will always exceed your income.

Amen.So be it. Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

So she set the little creature down, and felt quite relieved to see it trot away quietly into the wood. 'If it had grown up,' she said to herself, 'it would have made a dreadfully ugly child: but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.

As far as I'm concerned, I've come to realize only just now that I'm fighting because of pride.

The crying went on, breath after breath, and seemed to sustain him upright as if he were nailed to it.

They were rather handsome, had been educated in one of the first private seminaries in town,

The very toughest reporters were women who had taken over the jobs of men who'd gone to war.

Through this image he had a glimpse of a strange dark cavern of speculation but at once turned away from it, feeling that it was not yet the hour to enter it. But the nightshade of his friend's listlessness seemed to be diffusing in the air around him a tenuous and deadly exhalation and he found himself glancing from one casual word to another on his right or left in stolid wonder that they had been so silently emptied of instantaneous sense until every mean shop legend bound his mind like the words of a spell and his soul shrivelled up, sighing with age as he walked on in a lane among heaps of dead language. His own consciousness of language was ebbing from his brain and trickling into the very words themselves which set to band and disband themselves in wayward rhythms:The ivy whines upon the wallAnd whines and twines upon the wallThe ivy whines upon the wallThe yellow ivy on the wallIvy, ivy up the wall.Did any one ever hear such drivel?

I blurted out that it was because of the sun. People laughed. My lawyer threw up his hands, and immediately after that he was given the floor.

Don't roust your faith bird-high an' you won't do no crawlin' with the worms.

-Nem nagyon segítenek az emberek!Azt akarta mondani, hogy az emberek sohasem pontosan olyanok, mint amilyennek elképzeljük őket.

As long as you need time to think my affections and wishes are unchanged, and one word from you will silence me forever on this subject .

We have the liberal arts and we have the useful arts.

for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again.

In the souls of the people The Grapes of Wrath are Filling and Growing Heavy, growing heavy for the vintage."Happy 112th Birthday John Steinbeck.

Nothing could be counted on in a world where even when you were a solution you were a problem.

If faces were different when lit from above or below—what was a face? What was anything?

That night,I lay on my side,staring out the window into the invisible world outside.I kept trying to fall asleep,but then my eyes would dart open,just to check.I couldn't help but hope that Margo Roth Spiegelman would return to my window and drag my tired ass through one more night I'd never forget.