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No matter how kind her mistress is,—no matter how much she loves her home; beg her not to go back,—for slavery always ends in misery.

There were places you didn't want to walk, precautions you took that had to do with locks on windows and doors, drawing the curtains, leaving on lights. These things you did were like prayers; you did them and you hoped they would save you. And for the most part they did. Or something did; you could tell by the fact that you were still alive. But

VLADIMIR: To have lived is not enough for them. ESTRAGON: They have to talk about it. VLADIMIR

-Si no fuera por la niebla, veríamos tu casa, al otro lado de la bahía... -dijo Gatsby-. Siempre tienen una luz verde encendida al final del muelle...Impulsivamente, Daisy pasó su brazo por debajo del de Gatsby, pero el parecía absorto en lo que acababa de decir. Acaso se le había ocurrido que el colosal significado de aquella luz desaparecía para siempre. Comparado con la enorme distancia que lo había separado de Daisy, la luz le había parecido muy cercana a ella, casi rozándola; tan cerca como puede estarlo una estrella de la luna.

Resignation to inevitable evils is the evil duty of us all; the

Amaba el campo y los libros, y de semejantes aficiones había extraído sus principales goces.

Aunque me dieras cuarenta hombres como él, nunca sería tan feliz como tú. Mientras no posea tu buen carácter, tu bondad, no podrá embargarme esa dicha. No, no, déjame a mi aire; y, tal vez, si me acompaña la suerte, con el tiempo pueda encontrar a otro señor Collins.

Now is all the time I have anything to do with," said Miss Ophelia.

They look, I said. They look in all our rooms.What for? he said.I think I lost control then, a little. Razor blades, I said, Books, writing, black market stuff. All things we aren't supposed to have.

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V: After having sucked all the good out of hikike m you duck him away like a... like a banana skin.

Daisy ha una voce indiscreta," osservai."È piena di..." esitai."Ha una voce piena di soldi," disse lui all'improvviso.Era così. Prima non me n'ero mai reso conto. Era piena di soldi: era quello l'inesauribile fascino che saliva e scendeva dentro, il tintinnio, il canto dei cembali... Lassù in un palazzo bianco la figlia del re, la ragazza d'oro...

I send no compliments to your mother. You deserve no such attention. I am most seriously displeased.

And yet I meant to be uncommonly clever in taking so decided a dislike to him, without any reason. It is such a spur to one's genius, such an opening for wit, to have a dislike of that kind. One may be continually abusive without saying anything just; but one cannot always be laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.

and Darcy had never been so bewitched by any woman as he was by her.

Change, we were sure, was for the better always. We were revisionists; what we revised was ourselves. It's

Whatever is silenced will clamor to be heard

But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.""In fact," said Mustapha Mond, "you're claiming the right to be unhappy.""All right then," said the Savage defiantly, "I'm claiming the right to be unhappy.

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