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Ako otseliavaneto i zavisi ot viarata i, che zhivee na Lunata, togava nie triabva da priemem neinata realnost, a ne tia nashata.
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Mi always thought of him as living in a body one size smaller than his being - part of him always rushing forward beyond the rest of him, leaving part of him behind. [...] Skin-tight, expressionless - and your self made up of dreams and stories - Boy Carlton - Boy Balfour - Boy Hannay. I know all your heroes, my dear one - I gave you the books in which you found them.
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I've never met--have you?--a truly sophisticated man. World-weary and discreet--of course. But never sophisticated.
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So far, you have read of the deaths of 557,017 people - one of whom was killed by a streetcar, one of whom died of bronchitis and one of whom died in a barn with her rabbits.
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only one deaf God, who cannot see, remains--claiming all of creation as His own. If people would invest one hundredth of their devotion to this God in the living brothers and sisters amongst whom they stand, we might have a chance of surviving one another. As it is...
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You die when you can't be real, Dolly thought. When you can't see who you are and when you cannot see what it.
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Go, he said; in peace. And sing with the whales.
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You die when you can't be real, Dolly thought. When you can't see who you are and when you cannot see what is.
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The art of presenting oneself, he had once told Sybil, lies in creating an immediate shock which is countered by a slow retreat into custom. People never quite recover from my cravats, but they will never find the equal of my tailor. To be memorable is all, when it comes to dress.
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