Quotes – Page 72 | Just Great DataBase

To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.

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No animal has more liberty than the cat, but it buries the mess it makes. The cat is the best anarchist.

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He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.

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Maybe,” he said hesitantly, “maybe there is a beast.” […] “What I mean is, maybe it’s only us.

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And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.

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We could live offa the fatta the lan’.

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Grimly, she realized that clocks don’t make a sound that even remotely resembles ticking, tocking. It was more the sound of a hammer, upside down, hacking methodically at the earth. It was the sound of a grave.

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Human sympathy has its limits.

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I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.

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Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

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To educate the peasantry, three things are needed: schools, schools and schools.

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I never wish to offend, but I am so foolishly shy, that I often seem negligent, when I am only kept back by my natural awkwardness.”-Edward Ferrars

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One of them is that a bastard is always a bastard and if I can hurt a bastard by digging up shit about him, then he deserves it.

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Maybe the two worlds we lived in weren’t so different. We saw the same sunset.

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No man or woman born, coward or brave, can shun his destiny.

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They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.

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What am I coming for?” he repeated, looking straight into her eyes. “You know that I have come to be where you are,” he said; “I can’t help it.

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Just because somebody’s dead, you don’t just stop liking them-especially if they were about a thousand times nicer than the people you know that’re alive and all.

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Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,Is the immediate jewel of their souls:Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing;’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands;But he that filches from me my good nameRobs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.

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You know, that might be the answer – to act boastfully about something we ought to be ashamed of. That’s a trick that never seems to fail.

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