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But you know, even worrying about haircuts couldn't depress me. Because every time I started sinking low, I'd just remember about football. All this time I'd thought I wanted to be a trainer, when it turned out I wanted to be a player instead. I saw something I wanted to do and I decided to do it. The feeling of freedom this gave me--I can't even describe it. It was my decision. I chose it. I am not a cow.
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cow
freedom
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Catherine Gilbert Murdock |
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She dragged me across the floor, stopping from time to time only to kick me. I didn't know our cows too could be so inhuman.
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cow
first-love
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Samuel Beckett |
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Now and then a pair of eyes would burn at us out of the dark ahead. I knew that they were the eyes of a cow-a poor dear stoic old cow with a cud, standing on the highway shoulder, for there wasn't any stock law-but her eyes burned at us out of the dark as though her skull were full of blazing molten metal like blood and we could see inside the skull into that bloody hot brightness in that moment when the reflection was right before we picked up her shape, which is so perfectly formed to be pelted with clods, and knew what she was and knew that inside that unlovely knotty head there wasn't anything but a handful of coldly coagulated gray mess in which something slow happened as we went by. We were something slow happening inside the cold brain of a cow.
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cow
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Robert Penn Warren |
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"Je me souviens d'un fromage qui s'appelait "la Vache serieuse" ("la Vache qui rit" lui a fait un proces et l'a gagne)."
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cow
food
vache
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Georges Perec |