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Poor whims of fancy, tender and unharsh. They are the enemy to bitterness and regret, and sweeten this exile we have brought upon ourselves.
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I did not know one could buy companionship," he said, "it sounds a primitive idea. Rather like the eastern slave market." "I looked up the word companion once in the dictionary," I admitted,"and it said 'a companion is a friend of the bosom."
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If I told you I was thinking about Surrey and Middlesex I was thinking about Surrey and Middlesex. Men are simpler than you imagine, my sweet child. But what goes on in the twisted tortuous minds of women would baffle anyone.
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Listen, my sweet. When you were a little girl, were you ever forbidden to read certain books, and did your father put those books under lock and key?" "Yes," I said. "Well, then. A husband is not so very different from a father after all. There is a certain type of knowledge I prefer you not to have. It's better kept under lock and key. So that's that. And now eat up your peaches, and don't ask me any more questions, or I shall put you in t..
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To him, the drug released the complex brew within the brain that served up the savored past. To me, it proved that the past was living still, that we were all participants, all witnesses. I was Roger, I was Bodrugan, I was Cain; and in being so was more truly myself.
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Three years of marriage," he said, "and the dishwasher means more to your conjugal life than the double bed I'm throwing in for good measure. I warned you it wouldn't last. The marriage, I mean, not the bed."
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So much for women's value in other days. Goods reared for purchase, then bought and sold in the market-place, or rather manor. Small wonder that, their duty done, they looked round for consolation, either by taking a lover or by playing an active part in the bargaining over their own daughters and sons.
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Could time be all-dimensional--yesterday, today, tomorrow running concurrently in ceaseless repetition? Perhaps
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I had an uneasy feeling we might be asked to spend the approaching Christmas with Beatrice. Perhaps I could have influenza.
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When I lie I like to base the lie on a foundation of fact, for it appeases not only conscience but a sense of justice.
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What they had dreamed of, schemed for, accomplished, no longer mattered, it was all forgotten.
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I wish I were a man, William." "Why so, my lady?" "Because I too would find my ship, and go forth, a law unto myself."
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men and women emerge finer and stronger after suffering, and that to advance in this or any world we must endure ordeal by fire.
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Whoever lived within its walls, whatever trouble there was and strife, however much uneasiness and pain, no matter what tears were shed, what sorrows borne, the peace of Manderley could not be broken or the loveliness destroyed.
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He did not notice, every day, as I did, the blind gaze of the old dog in its basket in the library, who lifted its head when it heard my footstep, the footstep of a woman, and sniffing the air drooped its head again, because I was not the one she sought.
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Death was an executioner, lopping a flower before it bloomed. The sky had glories enough, but not the soil.
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The name Rebecca...stood out black and strong, the tall and sloping R dwarfing the other letters.
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