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Otkakto se pomneshe -- a ne beshe koi znae kolko otdavna -- muzikata vinagi go beshe privlichala i plashila, izp'lvaiki go s niakakvo m'chitelno udovolstvie, poniakoga granicheshcho s m'chenieto. Zvuk't na peeshchiia choveshki glas nai-silno ot vsichko go karashe da useshcha, che ne prinadlezhi k'm choveshkiia rod, che tsialata tazi bezkraina igra na krienitsa mu e nap'lno chuzhda, ne zashchoto ia e zabravil, a zashchoto nikoga ne e bil cha..
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Toi v'rveshe, a do nego kracheshe nezhnata, pokorna, neumorima zhena.
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la diferencia no esta en copular; esta en la otra persona. Y dieciocho anos es como si empezaras cuando descubres [i]esa[/i]diferencia. Al menos, si es una mujer lo que estas tratando de entender. A una mujer puede no durarle tanto el misterio de un hombre, aunque quiza representen una comedia... Como quiera que sea, ese es el gusto de la cosa. Los misterios y las comedias y todo lo demas. La variedad. La variedad no se obtiene solo yendo d..
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It puzzled him. He had assumed that if you removed a human being's natural incentive to work--his initiative, his spontaneous creative energy--and replaced it with external motivation and coercion, he would become a lazy and careless worker. But no careless workers kept those lovely farmlands, or made the superb cars and comfortable trains. The lure and compulsion of profit was evidently a much more effective replacement of the natural init..
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Our border now is no line between two hills, but the line our planet makes in circling the Sun.
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No entendian que uno tiene que ponerse del lado de los ganadores, o perder. Y es el hombre el que gana, siempre. El viejo conquistador.
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En ese curso de Historia Aplicada que segui cuando me preparaba para el Alla Lejos, decian que la esclavitud nunca dio resultado. Que era antieconomica. --De acuerdo, pero esto no es esclavitud, mi querido Ok. Los esclavos son seres humanos. Cuando crian vacas, ?llamas a eso esclavitud? No. Y da resultado.
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I didn't know you well at all. Only, when you spoke, I seemed to see clear into you, into the center.
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El mundo siempre es nuevo --dijo Coro Mena-- por muy viejas que sean sus raices. Selver, ?que pasa entonces con esas criaturas? Parecen hombres y hablan como hombres. ?No son hombres? --No lo se. ?Acaso el hombre mata al hombre, excepto en un ataque de locura? ?Acaso mata la bestia a los de su especie? Solo los insectos. Estos yumenos nos matan con la misma indiferencia con que nosotros matamos viboras. El que me enseno a mi decia que se ma..
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Kafamda bu dusunceler gecip duruyordur, kalbim parcalanmisti, perisandi, cevremdeki insanlarla sevinmek istiyor, ama bunu yapamiyordum. Kendimi bir hain gibi hissediyordum, o buyuk hatayi ben yapmisim gibi, buna bizzat kendi, varligim ve kisiligimle ben neden olmusum gibi. Annem insanin kendi kendine acimasina neden olan o sucluluk duygusunu ogretmisti bana, hayatimin buyuk bir bolumunde bu duyguyu hep yasadim. Cocukca ve yanlis oldugunu bi..
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mythology-fiction
mythology
women-s-strength
fiction-novel
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Not Afraid. I knew you were a person who ... wouldn't be forced.... Well, yes, I was afraid. I was afraid of you. Not of making a mistake. I knew it wasn't a mistake. But you were-yourself. You aren't like most people, you know. I was afraid of you because I knew you were my equal.
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No entiendo por que hay expertos en esvis que se alistan como voluntarios para una Colonia Abierta. Tu no ignoras que la gente que estas estudiando va a ser explotada, y probablemente exterminada. Es algo que esta en la naturaleza humana, y sabes que eso no puedes cambiarlo. ?Por que entonces vienes a observar que pasa? ?Masoquismo? --No se que es la "naturaleza humana". Quiza sea parte de esa naturaleza humana dejar descripciones de aquell..
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She did feel it. A dark hand had let go its lifelong hold upon her heart. But she did not feel joy, as she had in the mountains. She put her head down in her arms and cried, and her cheeks were salt and wet. She cried for the waste of her years in bondage to a useless evil. She wept in pain, because she was free. What she had begun to learn was the weight of liberty. Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to unde..
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The unknown," said Faxe's soft voice in the forest, "the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is based on. Ignorance is the ground of thought. Unproof is the ground of action."
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We who are called royal are those who speak for our people to the powers of the earth and sky, as those powers transmit their will through us to the people. We are go-betweens. The chief duty of a king is to perform the rites of praise and placation as they should be performed, to observe care and ceremony and so understand and make known the will of the powers that are greater than we are. It is the king who tells the farmer when to plow, ..
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'The fact is,' I said, 'that you're unable, or unwilling, to believe in the fact that I believe in you.'
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Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it.
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To the Bullock Roseroot What's the thought you think all your life long? It must be a great one, a solemn one, to make you gaze through the world at it, all your life long. When you have to look aside from it your eyes roll, you bellow in anger, anxious to return to it, steadily to gaze at it, think it all your life long.
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He looked at me. His firm, broad face showed weight-loss in deep shadows under the cheekbones, his eyes were sunken and his mouth sorely chapped and cracked. God knows what I looked like, when he looked like that. He smiled. 'With luck we shall make it, and without luck we shall not.'
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It is yin and yang. Light is the left hand of darkness... how did it go? Light, dark. Fear, courage. Cold, warmth. Female, male. It is yourself, Therem. Both and one. A shadow on snow.
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This Stone He went looking for a road that doesn't lead to death. He went looking for that road and found it. It was a stone road. He walked that road that doesn't lead to death. He walked on it awhile before he stopped, having turned to stone. Now he stands there on that road that doesn't lead to death not going anywhere. He can't dance. from his eyes stones fall. The rainbow people pass him crossing that road, long-legged, light-stepping,..
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road
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Like all walls it was ambiguous, two-faced. What was inside it and what was outside it depended upon which side of it you were on.
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Well, we think that time 'passes,' flows past us, but what if it is we who move forward, from past to future, always discovering the new? It would be a little like reading a book, you see. The book is all there, all at once, between its covers. But if you want to read the story and understand it, you must begin with the first page, and go forward, always in order. So the universe would be a very great book, and we would be very small reader..
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I felt the pressure of people all around me, all the time. People around me, people with me, people pressing on me, pressing me to be one of them, one of the people.
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Where, then, is Truth?" declaimed Bedap, and yawned. "In the hill one happens to be sitting on," said Tirin."
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It's nothing to do with eternity," said Shevek, grinning, a thin shaggy man of silver and shadow. "All you have to do to see life whole is to see it as mortal. I'll die, you'll die; how could we love each other otherwise? The sun's going to burn out, what else keeps it shining?"
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The sun itself was hidden, but there was a glitter on the horizon, almost like the dazzle of the crystal walls of the Undertomb, a kind of joyous shimmering off on the edge of the world. "What is that?' the girl said, and he: "The sea."
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You are rich, you own. We are poor, we lack. You have, we do not have. Everything is beautiful here. Only not the faces. On Anarres nothing is beautiful, nothing but the faces. The other faces, the men and women. We have nothing but that, nothing but each other. Here you see the jewels, there you see the eyes. And in the eyes you see the splendor, the splendor of the human spirit. Because our men and women are free--possessing nothing, they..
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for though only the society could give security and stability, only the individual, the person, had the power of moral choice--the power of change, the essential function of life.
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The thing about working with time, instead of against it, he thought, is that it is not wasted. Even pain counts.
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He felt disinclined to move. To move would disturb the perfect, stable moment, the balance of the world. The winter light along the ceiling was beautiful beyond expression. He
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you're not a traitor, you've merely been the tool of one. I don't punish tools. They do harm only in the hands of a bad workman.
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There are souls, he thought, who's umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as the enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus.
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Ernest Hemingway would have died rather than have syntax. Or semicolons. I use a whole lot of half-assed semicolons; there was one of them just now; that was a semicolon after "semicolons," and another one after "now." And"
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sentences aren't. They go on and on, all full of syntax and qualifying clauses and confusing references and getting old. And that brings up the real proof of what a mess I have made of being a man: I am not even young. Just about the time they finally started inventing women, I started getting old. And I went right on doing it. Shamelessly. I have allowed myself to get old and haven't done one single thing about it, with a gun or anything. ..
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I forgot, being too interested myself, that he's a king, and does not see things rationally, but as a king. All I've told him means to him simply that his power is threatened, his kingdom is a dust mote in space, his kingship is a joke to men who rule a hundred worlds.
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Cured?" Goss said. "Would you cure a singer of his voice?"
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I asked if these two psychopaths could not be cured. "Cured?" Goss said. "Would you cure a singer of his voice?"
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The infinite possibility, the unlimited and unqualified wholeness of being of the uncommitted, the nonacting, the uncarved: the being who, being nothing but himself, is everything.
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The sleeper dreamed.
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Justice, mercy, does Mars care for them?
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What is hard is to keep alive on a world you don't belong to.
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Kirbaclarini, para ve yolculuk hakki icin kurekcilik yapanlarin sirtina hic indirmiyorlardi, ama kimisi kirbaclanan, kimisi de kirbaclanmayan bir murettebat arasinda pek arkadaslik ortami olusturulamazdi.
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Es algo terrible, esta bondad que los seres humanos nunca pierden. Terrible, porque cuando nos encontrabamos desnudos en la oscuridad, y helados, no teniamos otra cosa. Nosotros que somos tan capaces, tan fuertes, terminamos en eso. No nos queda otra cosa>>.
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