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Better? I say, in a small voice. How can he think this is better? Better never means better for everyone, he says. It always means worse, for some.

He doesn't mind this, I thought. He doesn't mind it at all. Maybe he even likes it. We are not each other's, anymore. Instead, I am his.

At the moment, as you've probably noticed, I'm going through a spell of being depressed. I couldn't really tell you why it is, but I believe it's just because I'm a coward, and that's what I keep bumping up against.

But I'll take you, Don Clown stuffed with garlic," said Don Quixote, "and tie you to a tree as naked as when your mother brought you forth, and give you, not to say three thousand three hundred, but six thousand six hundred lashes, and so well laid on that they won't be got rid of if you try three thousand three hundred times; don't answer me a word or I'll tear your soul out." On

So much depends, of course, on what the individual hears when he gives himself over to the electronic tides breaking on the shore of his Seashell. The voice of conscience and reason? An echo of morality? A new thought? A fresh idea? A morsel of philosophy? Or bias, hatred, fear, prejudice, nightmare, lies, half-truths, and suspicions? Or, perhaps even worse, the sound of one emptiness striking hollowly against yet another and another emptiness, broken at two-minute intervals by a jolly commercial, preferably in rhymed quatrains or couplets? In

The immense mountains and precipices that overhung me on every side, the sound of the river raging among the rocks, and the dashing of the waterfalls around spoke of a power mighty as Omnipotence—and I ceased to fear or to bend before any being less almighty than that which had created and ruled the elements, here displayed in their most terrific guise.

one slice in a long white cake of apartment houses.

I am only resolved to act in that manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness, without reference to you, or to any person so wholly unconnected with me." "It

Mary could never spare time; but the remaining five set off together.

We generally get the juries we deserve.

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Only the language of civilized people may be spoken, thus no German.

Но у человека есть одно замечательное свойство: если приходится все начинать сначала, он не отчаивается и не теряет мужества, ибо он знает, что это очень важно, что это стоит усилий.

and I foresaw obscurely that I was destined to become the most wretched of human beings.

– Мне тридцать лет, – сказал я. – Я пять лет как вышел из того возраста, когда можно лгать себе и называть это честностью.

Gatsby resultó ser un hombre de una pieza. Lo que lo devoró fue el turbio polvo flotando en la estela de sus sueños, lo mismo que encerró temporalmente mi interés en las abortivas tristezas y cortas alegrías del género humano.

No podemos exigir que un hombre alocado sea siempre precavido y prudente. A menudo es nuestra propia vanidad lo que nos engaña . La imaginación de las mujeres hace que concibamos demasiadas ilusiones respecto de los hombres.

But how little of permanent happiness could belong to a couple who were only brought together because their passions were stronger than their virtue, she could easily conjecture.

As Dill explained, I found myself wondering what life would be if Jem were different, even from what he was now; what I would do if Atticus did not feel the necessity of my presence, help and advice. Why, he couldn’t get along a day without me. Even Calpurnia couldn’t get along unless I was there. They needed me.

I wanted to get up and show everyone what a fool he was, to shout at him: I'm a human being, a person - with parents and memories and a history - and I was before you wheeled me into that operating room!