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Maybe Whitman had a gift I don’t have. But as for me: I must ask the wounded man where he is hurt, because I cannot become the wounded man. The only wounded man I can be is me.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters.

A regard for the requester would often make one readily yield to a request, without waiting for arguments to reason one into it.

Matches were dangerous, but cards were fatal. Jem,

The Lord can see into the heart. If it is His will that some folks has different ideas about honesty from other folks, it is not my place to question His decree.

But maybe boredom is erotic, when women do it, for men.   I

I've heard the long sigh go up, from around me, the sigh like air coming out of an air mattress, I've seen Aunt Lydia place her hand over the mike, to stifle the other sounds coming from behind her, I've leaned forward to touch the rope in front of me, in time with the others, both hands on it, the rope hairy, sticky with tar in the hot sun, then placed my hand on my heart to show my unity with the Salvagers and my consent, and my complicity in the death of this woman. I have seen the kicking feet and the two in black who now seize hold of them and drag downward with all their weight. I don't want to see it anymore. I look at the grass instead. I describe the rope. 43 The

But God doesn’t change.’'Men do, though.’'What difference does that make?’'All the difference in the world.

Jay Gatsby: Old sport.

When you say nasty things about people, you should never say the true ones, because you can’t really fully and honestly take those back,

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–Creo que en todo individuo hay cierta tendencia a un determinado mal, a un defecto innato, que ni siquiera la mejor educación puede vencer. Mr. Darcy

Summer was on the way; Jem and I awaited it with impatience. Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.

I could just remember how my father used to say that the reason for living was to get ready to stay dead a long time. And

It’s those other escapes, the ones you can open in yourself, given a cutting edge.

Is that how we lived, then? But we lived as usual. Everyone does, most of the time. Whatever is going on is as usual. Even this is as usual, now. We

The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. - F Scott Fitzgerald,

It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them.

They agreed that Mrs. Bennet should only hear of the departure of the family, without

Women fancy admiration means more than it does.