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The world of today asleep, and my world not awakened, or not as yet, until the drug possessed me.
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Marriage and piracy do not go together.
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Un dia llegaras a conocer la felicidad que conoci yo una vez.
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La verdad era una cosa intangible, invisible, con la que tropezabamos algunas veces sin llegar a reconocerla, y que solo la encontraban, la guardaban y la entendian los ancianos que se aproximaban a la muerte y, a veces, los muy puros o muy jovenes.
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Don't be silly. Now, watch..." Very slowly Maria pushed the comforter into Caroline's mouth. It acted as a sort of gag. Caroline sucked noisily, and closed her eyes. The effect was magic. The crying ceased. "You'd scarcely credit it, would you?" whispered Maria. "It's rather frightful," said Niall. "Like plugging someone with cocaine. What if it has a terrible effect on Caroline in after-life?" "I don't care," said Maria. "Not if it keeps h..
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The rest of the little party had moved away, embarrassed, distressed, unwilling witnesses of what appeared to be an excess of faith.
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They were all gone, these other selves, and they would never come back again.They had vanished, like little thoughts and little dreams, poor has-beens that had lived in me and I in them, now thrown away into the dust, not even lingering as shadows to keep me company.
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Jim was no more interested than Mrs. Trigg had been. It was, Nat thought, like air raids in the war. No one down this end of the country knew what the Plymouth folk had seen and suffered. You had to endure something yourself before it touched you.
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Joss Merlyn shouted at the top of his voice, and the noise was deafening. Mary did not fear him like this; the whole thing was bluster and show; it was when he lowered his voice and whispered that she knew him to be deadly. For all his thunder he was frightened; she could see that; and his confidence was rudely shaken.
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Was it true the lovely part of love only lasted a moment and the sorrow went on for a lifetime?
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It does happen, you know, from time to time, that a man finds a woman who is the answer to all his more searching dreams. And the two have understanding of each other, from the lightest moment to the darkest mood.
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What a bore! Especially when the day had gone so well. She had no desire to read or listen to records. His taste would be like her father's, old Peter Cheyneys and John Buchans, he used to read them over and over again. And music of the lighter sort, probably South Pacific. The steward brought in her tea, and this time there were cherry jam and scones, freshly baked, what's more. She wolfed the lot. Then she pottered around the room, inspec..
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a silence on the tors that belonged to another age; an age that is past and vanished as though it had never been, an age when man did not exist, but pagan footsteps trod upon the hills. And there was a stillness in the air, and a stranger, older peace, that was not the peace of God.
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It seemed to Lady Althea, as she stood there above the steps, that all the people pressing forward were staring, not at the Dome of Rock, but at her alone, and were nudging on another, whispering, smiling; for she knew, from her own experience of mocking others, that there is nothing more likely to unite a crowd of strangers in a wave of laughter than the sight of someone who, with dignity shattered, becomes suddenly grotesque.
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In December the first frosts came with the full moon, and then my nights of vigil held a quality harder to bear. There was a sort of beauty to them, cold and clear, that caught at the heart and made me stare in wonder. From my windows the long lawns dipped to the meadows, and the meadows to the sea, and all of them were white with frost, and white too under the moon. The trees that fringed the lawns were black and still. Rabbits came out an..
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She sipped her glass of water, crooking her finger, smiling at Maria. I can't make up my mind, thought Niall, whether Polly is a criminal, cunning and dangerous, ripe for the Old Bailey; or just so bloody stupid that it would be kindness to wring her neck and spare the world more pain.
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We would make all sorts of promises to the cuisiniere, and to the daily femme de chambre, saying, "We'll be back again next year," knowing in our hearts that it would not be so. We never took the same villa twice. Next year it would be the Riviera perhaps, or Italy, and the cliffs and the sea of Brittany would become no more than a memory."
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If I possessed the world, you should have it also.
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She sat huddled in her corner, swaying from side to side as the coach was shaken, and it seemed to her that never before had she known there was malevolence in solitude.
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Where do they go, Sophie, those younger selves of ours? How do they vanish and dissolve?' 'They don't,' I said. 'They're with us always, like little shadows, ghosting us through life.
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You have a very lovely and unusual name.
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in reality it was escape she wanted, escape from her own self--
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There was something strangely peaceful about the house, something very rare and difficult to define. It was like a house in an old tale, discovered by the hero one evening in midsummer. In the tale there would be strands of ivy clustering the walls, and barring the entrance and the house itself would have slept for a thousand years.
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He was my secret property. Preserved for me alone...
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You're all wounded and hurt and torn inside.
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The relief was tremendous. I did not feel sick anymore. The pain had gone...I had no idea I was so empty.
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No. Te estoy proponiendo que te cases conmigo, pequena tontaina.
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I scanned the criticisms of recent books to see if there were any that resembled mine. I resented them all; it seemed to me too many people wrote in England, too many people had ideas.
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My aunt, who disapproved of gaiety on principle, made a moue of disdain.
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It is all very simple really. There are no dark problems about it. I have no grudge against society, no bitter hatred of my fellow-men. It just happens that the problems of piracy interest me, suit my particular bent of thought. It is not just a matter of brutality and bloodshed, you know. The organization takes many hours of many days, every detail of a landing has to be thought out, and prepared. I hate disorder, or any slipshod method of..
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Now you are here, let me show you everything," she said, her voice ingratiating and sweet as honey, horrible, false, "I know you want to see it all, you've wanted to for a long time, and you were too shy to ask. It's a lovely room, isn't it? The loveliest room you have ever seen."
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But you. I can't forget what it has done to you. I was looking at you, thinking of nothing else through lunch. It's gone forever, that funny, young, lost look that I loved. It won't come back again.
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If you think I'm one of those people who try to be funny at breakfast you're wrong.
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his warm eyes that made her heart feel daft like a bleating sheep
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Tall and dark she was. She gave you the feeling of a snake. I seen her here with me own eyes. By night she'd come.
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khwshbkhty chyzy nyst khh btwn SHb an shd. khwshbkhty bh chgwnh ndyshydn w Hlt rwny m bstgy drd.
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Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.
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byd bwr khrd lHZh y azmysh bry tmm mwjwdt fr myrsd.
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The other Dona was dead too, and this woman who had taken her place was someone who lived with greater intensity, with greater depth, bringing to every thought and every action a new richness of feeling, and an appreciation, half sensuous in its quality, of all the little things that came to make her day.
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There was nothing for it but to sit in my usual place beside Mrs. Van Hopper while she, like a large, complacent spider, spun her wide net of tedium about the stranger's person." I think I've met Mrs. Van Hopper on numerous occasions."
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they followed strange laws of which we could know nothing, they obeyed the tangled orders of their own subconscious minds.
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The poet's insight into the unchanging spirit of humanity...." "Insight" was a good word. My father was great on insight. I had lived with him for twenty years and I ought to know. "His intimate understanding of the deep unspoken desires that lie sleeping in the breast of every one of us...." So the papers said. I thought of him turning his eyes upon me in the dining room at home: "Yes, Richard must bicycle into Lessington." Intimate unders..
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The children left him and ran. A pathway led up through the close sapling oaks, and almost at the top of the ascent they encountered Mrs. Lewarne--Linnet. She too had a basket on her arm. Now Johnny might believe in fairies and suchlike, but to Mary Mrs. Lewarne was a vision of all things desirable in grown-up life--beauty, grace, carriage, a sweet commanding voice, the true accent, clothes, and all delicate appanages of wealth--everything ..
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Pero Rebeca no envejeceria. Siempre seria la misma. Ella y yo no podiamos luchar. Era demasiado fuerte para mi.
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