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And that knowledge, bred in the bone, is what lies behind mob rule. Because to step outside the group, let alone to stand against it, was for uncounted thousands of years death to the creature who dared it. To stand against a crowd would take something more than ordinary courage; something that went beyond human instinct. And I feared I did not have it, and fearing, was ashamed. It
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O verdadeiro perdao nao e forcado" - disse -, "mas cai como o suave sereno do ceu..." --
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To hell with the Red Flower," I muttered. I seized one of the trout by the tail, ran forward, and belted the bear across the nose with it as hard as I could."
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And if there was eternity, or even the idea of it, then perhaps Anselm was right; all things were possible.
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What is it ye have there, Murtagh?
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Ah?" he said, vaguely. "No, I dinna think so. Still," he said with a smile, pulling his attention suddenly back to her, "I wouldna be likely to. A young burke of sixteen's too taken up wi' his own grand self to pay much heed to what he thinks are naught but a rabble of snot-nosed bairns."
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The men's attention had shifted to a young man crouched on a stool in the corner. He had barely looked up through my appearance and interrogation, but kept his head bent, hand clutching the opposite shoulder, rocking slightly back and forth in pain.
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of the cup. "Mmmfff!" "Swallow," he said, clapping a hand tightly across my mouth and ignoring both my frenzied squirming and the muffled sounds of protest I was making. He was a lot stronger than I was, and he didn't mean to let go. It was swallow or strangle. I swallowed. "Good as new." Jamie finished polishing the silver ring on his shirttail and held it up, admiring it in the glow of the lantern. "That is somewhat better than can be sai..
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I marched into the shop and bought the vases.
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Open your eyes and tell me yourself, Sassenash," said a deep urgent voice somewhere close."
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within the circle of the fire, where part
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Ifs" hover in the air above your head all the time when you're doing surgery, like a cloud of gnats. For the most part, though, they keep a respectful distance, only buzzing dimly in the background. Done."
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An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time.
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However unknown my future, it would be shared, and the bond between my man and me went much deeper than the flesh. Beyond all this was the one great difference, though--I had chosen to be there.
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Just as my grandmother taught me, and her grandmother before her.
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What happened, she says! Aye, what indeed? I tell ye to stay all snug below wi' Marsali, and next thing I ken, ye've dropped out of the sky and landed at my feet, sopping wi' blood!
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A vida entre academicos ensinara-me que uma opiniao bem expressada em geral e melhor do que um fato mal expressado no que diz respeito a progresso profissional.
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The lad's offering to take the girl's punishment for her," she said absently, peeking around a spectator in front of us."
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Having ensured the health of his bowels by disposing of his parritch in short order, he proceeded to add a French breakfast of buttered rolls and steaming chocolate on top of it.
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Are some people destined for a great fate, or to do great things? Or is it only that they're born somehow with that great passion--and if they find themselves in the right circumstances, then things happen? It's the sort of thing you wonder, studying history ...
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Captain Leonard introduced me briefly to Mr. Overholt, the
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I was older, heavier, and completely berserk.
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If a ship's coming in from a port known to have plague of some kind, the damned Hollanders make the sailors swim ashore naked.
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I drew a deep breath and sighed, shaking my head. "I do not understand men." That made him chuckle, deep in his chest. "Yes, ye do, Sassenach. Ye only wish ye didn't."
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There are only two people in this world to whom I would never lie, Sassenach," he said softly. "Ye're one of them. And I'm the other."
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wee surprise for ye. Fergus!" Fergus, likewise beaming, came from behind a wagon, ushering a slight man with windblown,"
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I'm hale enough," he said. "And with luck, may be so for a good many years yet--but not forever, Sassenach. I ha' fought wi' sword and dirk many times, but to every warrior comes the day when his strength will fail him." He shook his head and stretched out a hand toward his coat, which lay on the floor. "I took these, that day wi' Tom Gage, to remind me of it," he said. He took my hand and put into it the things he had taken from his pocket..
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There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle. Past that certain point, you
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As the world turns toward winter and the nights grow long, people begin to wake in the dark. Lying in bed too long cramps the limbs, and dreams dreamt too long turn inward on themselves, grotesque as a Mandarin's fingernails.
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I've never been afraid of ghosts. I live with them daily, after all. When I look in a mirror, my mother's eyes look back at me; my mouth curls with the smile that lured my great-grandfather to the fate that was me. No, how should I fear the touch of those vanished hands, laid on me in love unknowing? How could I be afraid of those that molded my flesh, leaving their remnants to live long past the grave?
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I felt adrift, anchorless in a running sea. This is now my home.
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wooden mug I had ready, half filled with
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I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love. I
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And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours. Claire - I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.
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Jamie's own face was lined with shadow, the firelight showing the mark of time and struggle on his flesh as wind and rain mark stone.
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Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time.
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And I tell you what, L.J.; you see all these people you haven't seen for twenty years, and there's this split second when you meet somebody you used to know, and you think 'My God, he's changed!,'and then all of a sudden, he hasn't- it's just like the twenty years weren't there, I mean" he rubbed his head vigorously, struggling for meaning--"you see they've got some gray, and some lines, and maybe they aren't just the same as they were, but..
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For your sake, I will continue--though for mine alone ... I would not.
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again, yet from that minute that that occasion
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One of my mother's friends was an artist. He showed me a few things - though warning me that to become an artist was the only certain way to starve.
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arisaid. A night breeze brushed a strand of hair across my face.
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I was becoming slightly bored
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