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We've got to have rules and obey them. After all, we're not savages. We're English, and the English are best at everything.

Do you understand, sir, do you understand what it means when you have absolutely nowhere to turn?" Marmeladov’s question came suddenly into his mind "for every man must have somewhere to turn...

Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last

Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than just ribbons?

It is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.

That ain't me, that ain't my face. It wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face. I wasn't even really me them; I was just being the way I looked, the way people wanted.

Maybe the life I think I'm living is a paranoid delusion...Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. I save it, so I will have enough, when the time comes.

You can't just make me different, and the leave. Because I was fine before.

To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.

I think I'll be a clown when I get grown,' said Dill.Jem and I stopped in our tracks.Yes sir, a clown,' he said. 'There ain't one thing in this world I can do about folks except laugh, so I'm gonna join the circus and laugh my head off.'You got it backwards, Dill,' said Jem. 'Clowns are sad, it's folks that laugh at them.'Well I'm gonna be a new kind of clown. I'm gonna stand in the middle of the ring and laugh at the folks.

Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother.

I've never really had much of an imagination. But still I would try to picture the exact moment when the beating of my heart would no longer be going on inside my head.

Finally, in October 1945, a man with swampy eyes, feathers of hair, and a clean-shaven face walked into the shop. He approached the counter. "Is there someone here by the name of Leisel Meminger?""Yes, she's in the back," said Alex. He was hopeful, but he wanted to be sure. "May I ask who is calling on her?"Leisel came out.They hugged and cried and fell to the floor.

I survived, but it's not a happy ending.

Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.

I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night,Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture downThe dark descent, and up to reascend...

We men are wretched things.

Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!

The man who has a conscience suffers whilst acknowledging his sin. That is his punishment.

I had an inheritance from my father,It was the moon and the sun.And though I roam all over the world,The spending of it’s never done.