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She had made the bravest protest: I will not be vanquished.
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As for you, Man, you will be a naked tool all your life, though a user of tools. You will look like an embryo till they bury you, but all the others will be embryos before your might. Eternally undeveloped, you will always remain potential in Our image, able to see some of Our sorrows and to feel some of Our joys. We are partly sorry for you, Man, but partly hopeful. Run along then, and do your best.
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But it was no good trying to tell about the beauty. It was just that life was beautiful beyond belief, and that is a kind of joy which has to be lived. Sometimes, when they came down from the cirrus levels to catch a better wind, they would find themselves among the flocks of cumulus: huge towers of modeled vapor, looking as white as Monday's washing d as solid as meringues. Perhaps one of these piled-up blossoms of the sky, these snow-whit..
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A leader was surely forced to offer something which appealed to those he led? He might give the impetus to the falling building, but surely it had to be toppling on its own account before it fell? If this were true, then wars were not calamities into which amiable innocents were led by evil men. They were national movements, deeper, more subtle in origins.
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What have you done with Watt?' You should try to speak with out assonance," said the wizard. "For instance, 'the beer is never clear near here, dear,' is unfortunate, even as assonance." --
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What have you done with Watt?' You should try to speak with out assonance," said the wizard. "For instance, 'the beer is never clear near here, dear,' is unfortunate, even as assonance."
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For instance, 'the beer is never clear near here, Dear,' is unfortunate, even as assonance.
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This was one of their love poems: Mo Rog Glonog, Quinba, Hlin varr. It meant: "Give me a kiss, please, Miss. I like your nose."
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For instance, 'the beer is never clear near here, dear' is unfortunate, even as assonance.
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Perhaps war was due to fear: to fear of reliability. Unless there was truth, and unless people told the truth, there was always danger in everything outside the individual. You told the truth to yourself, but you had no surety for your neighbour. This uncertainty must end by making the neighbour a menace.
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Owls are the most courteous, single-hearted and faithful creatures living [...] Their mother is Athene, the goddess of wisdom [...] No owl can possibly be called Archie.
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God is love, the parson whined.Yes, and is he also blind?
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God is love, the bishops tell.Yes, I know, But love is hell.
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The fisherman fishes as the urchin eats cream buns, from lust.
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Dogs, like very small children, are quite mad.
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Aviators live by hours, not by days.
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A Humble PRESENT to Our Female MOUNTAIN + From the CITIZENS + BOROUGH of LILLIPUT in EXILE
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They (the enemy) pottered off through Idiot's Utterly, High Hiccough, Malpaquet Middling and Mome.
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