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I know it to be the established custom of your sex to reject a man on the first application, and perhaps you have even now said as much to encourage my suit as would be consistent with the true delicacy of the female character.

And what did last? I last, she thought. Yes, i have lasted. But for what?

The reason you will not say it is, when you say it, even to yourself, you will know it is true: is that it? But you know it is true now.

Nothing takes place in the bed but sleep; or no sleep. I try not to think too much. Like other things now, thought must be rationed. There's a lot that doesn't bear thinking about. Thinking can hurt your chances, and I intend to last.

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind. - Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de,

You mean that your buddy was lying?

Comment, avec votre bon sens, pouvez-vous être aussi loyalement aveuglée sur la sottise d’autrui ? Il n’y a que vous qui ayez assez de candeur pour ne voir jamais chez les gens que leur bon côté...

The Tempter ere th’ Accuser of man-kind, To wreck on innocent frail man his loss Of that first Battel, and his flight to Hell: Yet

All the people? There are a few, I think, six or seven. I glimpsed them years ago. But you never know where to find them. The wind blows them about. They don’t have roots, which causes them a lot of problems.

Sometimes I aint so sho who’s got ere a right to say when a man is crazy and when he aint. Sometimes I think it aint none of us pure crazy and aint none of us pure sane until the balance of us talks him that-a-way. It’s like it aint so much what a fellow does, but it’s the way the majority of folks is looking at him when he does it. Because

this could be a college guest room, for the less distinguished visitors; or a room in a rooming house, of former times, for ladies in reduced circumstances. That is what we are now. The circumstances have been reduced; for those of us who still have circumstances.

Then Pastor Falk leaned towards him and whispered, 'I think she's a Catholic. She loves magic and has not yet found her God. She needs guidance.'The word 'Catholic' obviously had a negative connotation for Pastor Falk.'I thought she was interested in the Pentecostal movement?''No, no, no, not the Pentecostals. She's looking for the forbidden truth. She is not a good Christian.

Experience is a keen teacher; and long before you had mastered your A B C, or knew where the "white sails" of the Chesapeake were bound, you began, I see, to gauge the wretchedness of the slave, not by his hunger and want, not by his lashes and toil, but by the cruel and blighting death which gathers over his soul.

No hay distancias cuando se tiene un motivo" - Elizabeth

I can remember how when I was young I believed death to be a phenomenon of the body; now I know it to be merely a function of the mind—and that of the minds of the ones who suffer the bereavement.

Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because it's heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes.

This of all the misery in the world and be thankful that you are not sharing in it.

Fine fellows—cannibals—in their place. They were men one could work with, and I am grateful to them.

What I have said respecting and against religion, I mean strictly to apply to the slaveholding religion of this land, and with no possible reference to Christianity proper; for, between the Christianity of this land, and the Christianity of Christ, I recognize the widest possible difference—so wide, that to receive the one as good, pure, and holy, is of necessity to reject the other as bad, corrupt, and wicked. To be the friend of the one, is of necessity to be the enemy of the other. I love the pure, peaceable, and impartial Christianity of Christ: I therefore hate the corrupt, slaveholding, women-whipping, cradle-plundering, partial and hypocritical Christianity of this land. Indeed, I can see no reason, but the most deceitful one, for calling the religion of this land Christianity.

since they had met, and repeatedly