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Miss Bennet was therefore established as a sweet girl, and their brother felt authorized by such a commendation to think of her as he chose.

There's a black boy dead for no reason, and the man responsible for it's dead. Let the dead bury the dead this time, Mr Finch. Let the dead bury the dead.

Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

But these, wide-finned in silver, roaring, the light mist of their propellers in the sun, these do not move like sharks. They move like nothing there has ever been. They move like mechanized doom.

I liked to walk up Fifth Avenue and pick out romantic women from the crowd and imagine that in a few minutes I was going to enter into their lives, and no one would ever know or disapprove.

It may be easily believed that however little of novelty could be added to their fears hopes and conjectures on this interesting subject by its repeated discussion no other could detain them from it long during the whole of the journey. From Elizabeth's thoughts it was never absent. Fixed there by the keenest of all anguish self-reproach she could find no interval of ease or forgetfulness.

I don't see why I have to when he doesn't. Then listen.

It was the hour of a profound human change, and excitement was generating on the air.

L'immaginazione di una donna è molto veloce; salta dall'ammirazione all'amore e dall'amore al matrimonio in un momento.

Husbands and wives always loved each other, and that was what marriage meant. It was just so. Janie felt glad of the thought, for then it wouldn't seem so destructive and mouldy. She wouldn't be lonely anymore.

Sıfatları çıkarırsan gerçekler kalır.

By the one God, Sancho, no more proverbs.

My own rule is to let everything alone.

La scarsa fiducia che ha nel proprio giudizio gli aveva impedito di ritenere vera una cosa tanto importante per lui, ma la grande fiducia che ha nel mio ha reso tutto più facile

It was hard to love a woman that always made you feel so wishful.

Matches were dangerous, but cards were fatal.

I would like to bear thy son and hy daughter," she told hime. "And how can the world be made better if there are no children of us who fight against the fascists?

Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all.

I was born like everyone else, and a man must not live in dependence on anyone except God;

Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.