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No, my friend. We are lunatics from the hospital up the highway, psycho-ceramics, the cracked pots of mankind. Would you like me to decipher a Rorschach for you?

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Which is better--to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?

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They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the word undone. These women could be undone; or not. They seemed to be able to choose.

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She had her addictions and one of them was reading.

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If you can’t appreciate what you’ve got, you’d better get what you can appreciate.

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One of us in this very room is in fact the murderer.

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Sometimes they were together so often that it felt as though theyreally were a couple; sometimes weeks and months would go by beforethey saw each other. But even as alcoholics are drawn to the stateliquor store after a stint on the wagon, they always came back to eachother.

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Each man delights in the work that suits him best.

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It occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well.

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He soon acquired the forlorn look that one sees in vegetarians.

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You can still die when the sun is shining.

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At first, man was enslaved by the gods. But he broke their chains. Then he was enslaved by the kings. But he broke their chains. He was enslaved by his birth, by his kin, by his race. But he broke their chains. He declared to all his brothers that a man has rights which neither god nor king nor other men can take away from him, no matter what their number, for his is the right of man, and there is no right on earth above this right. And he stood on the threshold of freedom for which the blood of the centuries behind him had been spilled.

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I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddam stupid useless conversations with anybody. If anybody wanted to tell me something, they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. They'd get bored as hell doing that after a while, and then I'd be through with having conversations for the rest of my life. Everybody'd think I was just a poor deaf-mute bastard and they'd leave me alone . . . I'd cook all my own food, and later on, if I wanted to get married or something, I'd meet this beautiful girl that was also a deaf-mute and we'd get married. She'd come and live in my cabin with me, and if she wanted to say anything to me, she'd have to write it on a piece of paper, like everybody else

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You smoke to enjoy it, I smoke to die.

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Morale was deteriorating and it was all Yossarian's fault. The country was in peril; he was jeopardizing his traditional rights of freedom and independence by daring to exercise them.

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My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white.

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The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.

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Age was respected among his people, but achievement was revered. As the elders said, if a child washed his hands he could eat with kings.

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And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became truth. 'Who controls the past' ran the Party slogan, 'controls the future: who controls the present controls the past.

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There is something so amiable in the prejudices of a young mind, that one is sorry to see them give way to the reception of more general opinions.

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