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contempt for himself that a small piece of land should seem so important. Why, when he had poured out his silver proudly before the agent the man had scraped it up carelessly in his hands and said, "Here is enough for a few days of opium for the old lady, at any rate." And the wide difference that still lay between him and the great house seemed suddenly impassable as the moat full of"
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The tears of the old come as easily as the tears of children,
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he believed that to answer a child's question before it is asked is to destroy natural curiosity.
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You cannot be happy until you understand that life is sad,
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and looked sharply across the street. There was only one house
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All scientific effort must now be concentrated in the area of defence (sic). We have learned our lesson. We, the most civilized of people, have been misled by our own sages through the last four thousand years. We are now over-civilized in a world of barbaric peoples. WE were taught centuries ago that war is not the pastime of a civilized people. We stopped the development of explosive weapons a thousand years ago, on the ground that it was..
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If a superior man undertakes something and tried to lead, He goes astray. But if he follows, he finds guidance. It is favourable to find friends in the West and South, and quiet perseverance brings good fortune.
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Can one spit on a smiling face?" he inquired; or he said, "Vengeance cannot last a night's sleep."
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but in her everything lasted. She had all she ever had. Everything she had, the home she and Mark had made, his death, Blake's sharp and passionate love to make her know herself a woman, the children--she had all of it forever, to be the rich experience from which she drew her life, her life which was so much more than her mortal
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It was strange how these poems came to him nowadays, the distillation of his private emotions, of his disillusionment, of his solitude, of his yearning for a future in which, nevertheless, he could not believe.
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To belong to one was to deny himself the privilege of belonging to all.
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Ah well, Liang was her husband and she would never have another. Even had she been young and beautiful she would not have run from man to man as women did nowadays. But she was neither young nor beautiful and she was grateful for Liang. It was honorable to be his wife, and if he had a peevish temper at home, he might have been worse. He had never beaten her, and she had learned, after all these years, how to torture him.
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The gift he had been given was sometimes heavy to bear, the ability always to understand why the other person was as he was. Wounded, yes, but never angry, and there were times when he longed to feel fierce personal anger.
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Nations, like individuals, can only learn by their own individual experience." Yul-chun"
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steadily for a few minutes because Leah was so beautiful. She looked at herself in the mirror on her dressing table, and it seemed to her that all
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We are compelled to choose," he sometimes complained, "between the savagery of Communism and the vulgarism of America."
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Attachment," Buddha had said, "is the cause of grief."
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thing and it could be sold for a heap of silver and sometimes
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wept, and in the wrinkles of old people. In the house of the Manchu Bannerman,
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weak? You must learn to take from a person that which is his best and ignore all else.
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It was the secret of her power in this house that she never allowed her will to be felt as absolute. She gave time and the promise of an end, and then she used the time to shape events to her own end.
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Had she not created even him? Perhaps for that he never forgave her, but hated her and fought her secretly, and dominated her and oppressed her and kept her locked in houses and her feet bound and her waist tied, and forbade her wages and skills and learning, and widowed her when he was dead, and burned her sometimes to ashes, pretending that it was her faithfulness that did it.
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Fresh tadpoles coming out in the spring should be washed clean in cold well-water, and swallowed whole three or four days after menstruation. If a woman swallows fourteen live tadpoles on the first day and ten more on the following day, she will not conceive for five years. If contraception in still required after that, she can repeat the formula twice and be for ever sterile... This formula is good in that it is effective, safe and not exp..
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Now it has been said from ancient times that all women who weep may be divided into three sorts. There are those who lift up their voices and their tears flow and this may be called crying; there are those who utter loud lamentations but whose tears do not flow and this may be called howling; there are those whose tears flow but who utter no sound and this may be called weeping.
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There should be a deep attachment, heart should be tied to heart between parent and child, for unless the child learns how to love a parent profoundly, I believe that he will never learn how to love anyone else profoundly, and not knowing how to love means the loss of the meaning of life and its fulfillment.
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We were a proud people. We lost our country. Our only hope for return was to keep ourselves a people. The only hope to keep ourselves a people was to keep our common faith in one God, a God of our own. That God has been our country and our nation. In sorrow and wailing and woe for all that we have lost has been our union. And our rabbis have so taught us, generation after generation.
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The very young are not ready for much knowledge. It must be given to them slowly, in proportion to their years of life. One must first live before he can safely know.
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Peter groaned loudly. "Sonia Pan! She's ugly." Mris. Liang would not yield. "Ugly girls can be fixed now. It is not like before. And she is very good. She does not waste money." "It would be no use for her to waste money on herself," Louise murmured."
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Families are only a means of exploitation,' he declared. 'Parents treat children as capital assests and children wait for parents to die so that they will have an unearned income.' 'So children spy on fathers,' Mercy put in, 'and sons are sent far from their parents--' 'That the young may not inherit the prejudices of the old.
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The mistakes of history bring relentless reprisals.
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You cannot be happy unless you understand that life is sad.
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The narrator refers to a character as "an oily scoundrel whose hands were heavy with the money that stuck to them."
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idolatry
distraction
materialism
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He could have been lonely except that he was never lonely, since he had always been alone.
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To do good, to love justice, to grant that all men had an equal right to a pleasant life, these things Kung Chen believed in, and believing, he did all he could to perform his belief.
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To those at the great house it means nothing, this handful of earth, but to me it means how much!" (Buck, 57)"
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We must have this rule, for there are those whose hearts are so hard that they will come and buy this rice that is given for the poor--for a penny will not feed any man like this--and they will carry the rice home to feed to their pigs for slop. And the rice is for men and not for pigs" (Buck, 105)."
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Life is the wonder with which we are all infused. ...
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People everywhere do not concern themselves much beyond the common round of everyday, and this is the chief problem for a democratic government, whose success depends upon an informed and responsible citizenry.
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demands the utmost in wisdom, in attack, in endurance. Violence is simple and easy, it is the sword of the stupid and dull-witted, and it always leaves chaos. To carry on a positive revolution without violence--ah, that is a challenge to intelligence!
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We must save ourselves by doing what is godlike and we will become godlike.
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I am always moved, with grateful wonder, by the goodness of people. For the few who are prying or meanly critical, for the very few who rejoice in the grief of others, there are the thousands who are kind. I have come to believe that the natural human heart is good, and I have observed that this goodness is found in all varieties of people, and that it can and does prevail in spite of other corruptions. This human goodness alone provides ho..
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Drive out the tiger by the front gate and let in the wolf by the back gate,...
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But no, it was not the small single moment which had killed him. It was the anger of all his life here in this house which he himself had built and lived in and hated all his years.
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was not death for which she grieved, but life, life which had carved his mouth into such sorrow and had set hollows underneath his eyes, which had given him dreams of love in his youth and then had robbed him, had given him dreams in his age of free islands in a blue and tropic sea and had held him locked in a drab house in a little town. And as cruel as anything was death, which revealed him like this, when he was helpless any longer to hi..
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