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Too goddam many lawyers mixed up in this. Run the sonsobitches out. If they resists shoot 'em, that's what I says to the Governor, but they're all these sonsobitches a lawyers fussin' everythin' up all the time with warrants and habeas corpus and longwinded rigmarole. My ass to habeas corpus.
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Le soleil, ruisselant dans le bureau sous les stores baisses, taille dans la fumee des cigares une coupe oblique semblable a de la soie mouillee.
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Think, man, think of all the oceans of lies through all the ages that must have been necessary to make this possible! Think of this new particular vintage of lies that has been so industriously pumped out of the press and the pulpit. Doesn't it stagger you?
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Aint no good place to look for a job, young feller. . . . There's jobs all right. . . . I'll be sixty-five years old in a month and four days an I've worked sence I was five I reckon, an I aint found a good job yet.
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and you wondered if you'd be alive next time Halley's Comet came round
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you dont like the stars in Old Glory Then go back to your land across the sea To the land from which you came Whatever be its name
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When they were all up playing in the nursery George caught something again and had monia on account of getting cold on his chest and Yourfather was very solemn and said not to grieve if God called little brother away. But God brought little George back to them only he was delicate after that and had to wear glasses, and when Dearmother let Eveline help bathe him because Miss Mathilda was having the measles too Eveline noticed he had somethi..
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in this country where an hour's train ride will take you from Siberian snow into African desert, unity of population is hardly to be expected.
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While his bread remains sweet, his novels may be as bitter as he likes.
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And messengers must have come running to Don Jorge, telling him the service was on the point of beginning, and he must have waved them away with a grave gesture of a long white hand, while in his mind the distant sound of chanting, the jingle of the silver bit of his roan horse stamping nervously where he was tied to a twined Moorish column, memories of cavalcades filing with braying of trumpets and flutter of crimson damask into conquered ..
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The Camera Eye (38) sealed signed and delivered all over Tours you can smell lindens in bloom it's hot my uniform sticks the OD chafes me under the chin only four days ago AWOL crawling under the freight cars at the station of St. Pierre-des-Corps waiting in the buvette for the MP on guard to look away from the door so's I could slink out with a cigarette (and my heart) in my mouth then in a tiny box of a hotel room changing the date on tha..
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The addition of the typewriter to the printing-press has given a new and horrible impetus to the spread of half-baked thought.
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That is Baroja's world: dismal, ironic, the streets of towns where industrial life sits heavy on the neck of a race as little adapted to it as any in Europe.
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The old Romans knew better; to keep people quiet they filled their bellies.
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a nation in which the centralized power and the separate communities work only to nullify each other.
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Organization kills.
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Walt Whitman's a hell of a lot more revolutionary than any Russian poet I've ever heard of.
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How did they pick John Doe?
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The Body of an American, **1919* [1932]
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All right we are two nations.
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