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Нам казалось – или мы себе внушали, – что все это необыкновенно весело.

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Pride is a very common failing, I believe. By all that I have ever read, I am convinced that it is very common indeed; that human nature is particularly prone to it, and that there are very few of us who do not cherish a feeling of self-complacency on the score of some quality or other, real or imaginary.

The night-crawlers had retired, but ripe chinaberries drummed on the roof when the wind stirred, and the darkness was desolate with the barking of distant dogs.

The most important thing had always been what other people thought - appearances before herself or her family. And righteous about it.

ὁ νιὸς νογάει κι ἁρπάει τὴν αγαπώ, πηδάει νὰ τὴ γλιτώσει,μὰ μόνο πρόφτασαν κι οἱ δυὸ να μποῡν σφιχταγκαλιὰ στὸν Ἅδη.

First, the front lines. They are not lines, really: the war seems to be going on in many places at once. Wooded

Was that not the great mission he had undertaken in the world—to revive the spirit of chivalry?

About half an hour afterwards he attempted again to speak, but was unable; he pressed my hand feebly, and his eyes closed for ever, while the irradiation of a gentle smile passed away from his lips.

Mi fa piacere che sia femmina. E spero che sarà una stupida... è la cosa migliore per una bambina, a questo mondo, una bella e piccola stupida.

¡Què agradable es pasar la tarde así!En mi opinión, no hay mayor placer que la lectura. En compañía de un libro uno se aburre mucho menos. Cuando tenga casa propia me creeré muy desgraciada si no poseo una excelente biblioteca.

very few of us who have heart enough to be really in love without encouragement.

turned around

Friend, that was not well spoken; you seem like one who is reckless. So it is that the gods do not bestow graces in all ways on men, neither in stature nor yet in brains or eloquence; for there is a certain kind of man, less noted for beauty, but the god puts comeliness on his words, and they who look toward him are filled with joy at the sight, and he speaks to them without faltering in winning modesty, and shines among those who are gathered, and people look on him as on a god when he walks in the city. Another again in his appearance is like the immortals, but upon his words there is no grace distilled, as in your case the appearance is conspicuous, and not a god even would make it otherwise, and yet the mind there is worthless.

Mas quem pode se lembrar da dor, uma vez que passa? Tudo o que dela resta é uma sombra, não na mente nem isso sequer, na carne. A dor marca você, mas de maneira profunda demais para que se possa ver. Longe dos olhos, longe do pensamento.

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

Did you ever feel as though you had something inside you that was only waiting for you to give it a chance to come out? Some sort of extra power that you aren’t using-you know, like all the water that goes down the falls instead of through the turbines?

It seems to me a hard case to make slaves of those whom God and nature have made free.

– А мы стареем, – сказала Дэзи. – Были бы молоды, сразу бы пошли танцевать.

Mrs. Bennet was beyond the reach of reason, and she continued to rail bitterly against the cruelty of settling an estate away from a family of five daughters, in favour of a man whom nobody cared anything about.