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Who will marry me? No one wants a girl who is not a virgin." "I will. I'll marry you." "Ma non posso sposarti." "And why can't you marry me?" "Perche sei pazzo!" "And why am I crazy?" "Perche vuoi sposarmi." "Because I want to marry you. Carina, ti amo," he explained, and he drew her gently back down to the pillow. "Te amo molto." "Tu sei pazzo," she murmured in reply, flattered. "Perche?" "Because you say you love me. How can you love a ..
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Now, where were we? Read me back the last line." " 'Read me back the last line,' " read back the corporal who could take shorthand." --
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Well, maybe it's true,' Clevinger conceded unwillingly in a subdued tone. 'Maybe a long life does have to be filled with many unpleasant conditions if it's to seem long. But in that event, who wants one?' 'I do,' Dunbar told him. 'Why?' Clevinger asked. 'What else is there?
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trying to evade the people who frighten us. We come to work, have lunch, and go home. We goose-step in and goose-step out, changing our partner and wander all about, sashay around for a pat on the head, and promenade home till we all drop dead.
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The chaplain glanced at the bridge table that served as his desk and saw only the abominable orange-red, pear-shaped, plum tomato he had obtained that same morning from Colonel Cathcart, still lying on its side where he had forgotten it like an indestructible and incarnadine symbol of his own ineptitude.
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That's not what justice is," the colonel jeered, and began pounding the table again with his big fat hand. "That's what Karl Marx is. I'll tell you what justice is. Justice is a knee in the gut from the floor on the chin at night sneaky with a knife brought up down on the magazine of a battleship sandbagged underhanded in the dark without a word of warning. Garroting. That's what justice is when we've all got to be tough enough and rough en..
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Some Promised Land. The honey was there, but the milk we brought in with our goats. To people in California, God gives a magnificent coastline, a movie industry, and Beverly Hills. To us He gives sand. To Cannes He gives a plush film festival. We get the PLO. Our winters are rainy, our summers hot. To people who didn't know how to wind a wristwatch He gives underground oceans of oil. To us He gives hernia, piles, and anti-Semitism.
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There was no mistaking the awesome implications of the chaplain's revelation: it was either an insight of divine origin or a hallucination; he was either blessed or losing his mind. Both prospects filled him with equal fear and depression. It was neither deja vu, presque vu nor jamais vu. It was possible that there were other vus of which he had never heard and that one of these other vus would explain succinctly the baffling phenomenon of ..
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You've got to have a God. Without God, you might turn to something really crazy, like witchcraft, or religion.
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Help him! Help who? Help the bombardier! I'm a bombardier.
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When I was a kid, I used to walk around all day with crab apples in my cheeks. One in each cheek." I threw the book down. It was impossible to read anything with a guy like Orr around you. "Why?" I finally asked. "Because they're better than horse chestnuts," he answered with a twinge of triumph in his voice. "Why'd you walk around with crab apples in your cheeks? That's what I asked," I said, glaring at him. He didn't notice, of course. He..
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I've always depended very heavily on the good opinion of others.
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There was no way of really knowing anything, he knew, not even that there was no way of really knowing anything.
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I'd be the last colonel in the world to order you to go to that U.S.O. show and have a good time, but I want every one of you who isn't sick enough to be in a hospital to go to that U.S.O. show right now and have a good time, and that's an order!
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Like all the other officers at Group Headquarters except Major Danby, Colonel Cathcart was infused with the democratic spirit: he believed that all men were created equal, and he therefore spurned all men outside Group Headquarters with equal fervor.
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Even when he cheated he couldn't win, because the people he cheated against were always better at cheating too.
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I think I'd like to live like a vegetable and make no important decisions." "What kind of vegetable, Danby?" "A cucumber or a carrot." "What kind of cucumber? A good one or a bad one?" "Oh, a good one, of course." "They'd cut you off in your prime and slice you up for a salad." Major Danby's face fell. "A poor one, then." "They'd let you rot and use you for fertilizer to help the good ones grow." "I guess I don't want to live like a vegetab..
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The only end in sight was Yossarian's own, and he might have remained in the hospital until doomsday had it not been for that patriotic Texan with his infundibuliform jowls and his lumpy, rumpleheaded, indestructible smile cracked forever across the front of his face like the brim of a black ten-gallon hat.
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it was neither possible nor necessary to educate people who never questioned anything.
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They couldn't him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Dreirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nightingales among trees. He was miracle ingredient Z-247.
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You know, that's my trouble," he groaned. "I never listen to anybody. Somebody kept telling me to put my headlights on, but I just wouldn't listen."
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They [the dying in hospitals] did not blow up in mid-air like Kraft or the dead man in Yossarian's tent, or freeze to death in the blazing summertime the way Snowden had frozen to death after spilling his secret to Yossarian in the back of the plane. [...] They didn't take it out on the lam weirdly inside a cloud the way Clevinger had done. They didn't explode into blood and clotted matter. They didn't drown or get struck by lightning, man..
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Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle. "That's some catch, that Catch-22," he observed. "It's the best there is," Doc Daneeka agreed."
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It takes very little to make us [women] happy, and more than is contained in heaven and earth to keep us that way
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The enemy," retorted Yossarian with weighted precision, "is anybody who's going to get you killed, no matter which side he's on"
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Szegyenkezve es remenykedve keresett uj kapcsolatokat, es mindig kiabrandult. Mert olyan elkeseredetten keresett baratokat, sohasem talalt egyet se.
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Everyone was elated with this turn of events, most of all Colonel Cathcart, who was convinced he had won a feather in his cap. He greeted Milo jovially each time they met and, in an excess of contrite generosity, impulsively recommended Major Major for promotion. The recommendation was rejected at once at Twenty- seventh Air Force Headquaters by ex-P.F.C. Wintergreen, who scribbled a brusque, unsigned reminder that the Army had only one Maj..
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You pompous, rotund, neighborly, vacuous, complacent... - Yossarian
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Colonel Cathcart was impervious to absolutes. He could measure his own progress only in relationship to others, and his idea of excellence was to do something at least as well as all the men his own age who were doing the same thing even better.
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He's back! He's back!" "Who's back?" shouted someone else. "Who is it?" "What does it mean? What should we do?" "Are we on fire?" "Get up and run, damn it! Everybody get up and run!"
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Kad sam bio klinac - odvrati Orr - hodao sam po cijeli dan s divljim jabukama u ustima. S po jednom ispod svakog obraza. Yossarian odlozi torbicu iz koje je poceo vaditi toaletne potrepstine, pa se sumnjicavo sav ukruti. Prode jedna minuta. - A zasto? - nije mogao da najposlije ne zapita. Orr se slavodobitno naceri. - Zato sto su bolje nego divlje kestenje - odgovori. Orr je klecao na podu satora. Radio je bez predaha, rastavljao ventil, po..
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Yossarian attended the education sessions because he wanted to find out why so many people were working so hard to kill him.
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Neighbors sought him out for advice on all subjects, for he had made much money and was therefore wise.
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Imaginese lo que es un hombre de su edad arriesgando la poca vida que le queda por algo tan absurdo como una patria. -Nately volvio a alzarse en son de guerra. -!No tiene nada de absurdo arriesgar la vida por la patria!- declaro. -?Ah, no? -pregunto el viejo-. ?Que es un pais, al fin y al cabo? Un trozo de tierra rodeado por todas partes de fronteras, por lo general antinaturales. Los ingleses mueren por Inglaterra, los americanos por Ameri..
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You've got flies in your eyes. That's why you can't see them.
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There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one's own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind.
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I don't," she sobbed, bursting violently into tears. "But the God I don't believe in is a good God, a just God, a merciful God. He's not the mean and stupid God you make Him out to be." --
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There was shish-kabob for lunch, huge, savory hunks of spitted meat sizzling like the devil over charcoal after marinating seventy-two hours in a secret mixture Milo had stolen from a crooked trader in the Levant, served with Iranian rice and asparagus tips Parmesan, followed by cherries jubilee for dessert and then steaming cups of fresh coffee with Benedictine and brandy.
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That's what Paradise is- never knowing the difference.
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Depreciating motels, junked automobiles, and quick-food joints grow like amber waves of grain.
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This stuff is better than cotton candy, really it is. It's made out of real cotton. Yossarian, you've got to help me make the men eat it. Egyptian cotton is the finest cotton in the world.
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And between us now there is this continual underground struggle over something trivial and nebulous that won't abate and has lasted nearly as long as the two of us have known each other. "I love you."
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Shooting skeet eight hours a month was excellent training for them. It trained them to shoot skeet.
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Like hell he was," said the first C.I.D. man. "I'm the C.I.D. man arround here." Major Major could barely recognize him because he was wearing a faded maroon corduroy bathrobe with open seams under both arms, linty flannel pajamas, & worn house slippers with one flapping sole."
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