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| 89cd077 | The worst of it was that those people out there-the fear, the suffering the wholesale death-did not really touch him. Crake used to say that was not hard-wired to individuate other people in numbers above two hundred, the size of a primal tribe, and Jimmy would reduce that number to two. | humanity | Margaret Atwood | |
| f030c9b | Human society, they claimed, was a sort of monster, its main byproducts being corpses and rubble. It never learned, it made the same cretinous mistakes over and over, trading short-term gain for long-term pain. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 50b9207 | The poems that used to entrance me in the days of Miss Violence now struck me as overdone and sickly. --the archaic language of unrequited love. I was irritated with such words, which rendered the unhappy lovers--I could now see--faintly ridiculous, like poor moping Miss Violence herself. Soft-edged, blurry, soggy, like a bun fallen into the water. Nothing you'd want to touch, | language margaret-atwood poetry ridiculous simile the-blind-assassin unrequited-love | Margaret Atwood | |
| 7e1b094 | Then she lent me her red flannel petticoat until I should get one of my own, and showed me how to fold and pin the cloths, and said hat some called it Eve's curse but she thought that was stupid, and the real curse of Eve was having to put up with the nonsense of Adam, who as soon as there was any trouble, blamed it all on her. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| b05d514 | It was only a dream. It was only a larval poem. -- | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 8a73c56 | Even guppies have their opacities. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 4806741 | Only fools, he said, were given to bragging about how much they could drink. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| d6460dd | I don't sing like this often. It makes my throat hurt. | hurt sing sorrow | Margaret Atwood | |
| 69ea8ef | What he couldn't have in life he might still catch sight of through his art: just a glimpse, from the corner of his eye | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 807d77d | I remember a television program I once saw; a rerun, made years before. I must have been seven or eight, too young to understand it. It was the sort of thing my mother liked to watch: historical, educational. She tried to explain it to me afterwards, to tell me that the things in it had really happened, but to me it was only a story. I thought someone had made it up. I suppose all children think that, about any history before their own. If .. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| f4dea9d | I no longer think that anything can happen. I no longer want to think that way. Happen is what you wait for, not what you do; and anything is a large category. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 884428a | When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that | inspirational | Margaret Atwood | |
| 3caa0af | It took me a long time to figure out that the youngest in a family of dragons is still a dragon from the point of view of those who find dragons alarming. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 2e13114 | I will never be that old, thinks Joanne. I will die before I'm thirty. She knows this absolutely. It's a tragic but satisfactory thought. If necessary, if some wasting disease refuses to carry her off, she'll do it herself, with pills. She is not at all unhappy but she intends to be, later. It seems required. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 6bc368f | There's only so long you can feel sorry for a person before you come to feel that their affliction is an act of malice committed by them against you. At | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ae120a8 | Sois un grandisimo bellaco, y vos sois el vacio y el menguado, que yo estoy mas lleno que jamas lo estuvo la muy hideputa puta que os pario. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 07ff3f3 | It is a balsam," answered Don Quixote, "the receipt of which I have in my memory, with which one need have no fear of death, or dread dying of any wound; and so when I make it and give it to thee thou hast nothing to do when in some battle thou seest they have cut me in half through the middle of the body--as is wont to happen frequently,--but neatly and with great nicety, ere the blood congeal, to place that portion of the body which shall.. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 01955db | The landlord replied he had no chickens, for the kites had stolen them. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 00968c3 | Here, then, I say is what the student has to undergo; first of all poverty: | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 8600c0d | But now, in these our detestable times, no maiden is safe, even if she is hidden and enclosed in another labyrinth like the one in Crete; because even there, through chinks in the wall, or carried by the air itself, with the zealousness of accursed solicitation the amorous pestilence finds its way in and, despite all their seclusion, maidens are brought to ruin. It was for their protection, as time passed and wickedness spread, that the ord.. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 87c912d | And the first thing I have got to say is, that for my own part I hold my master Don Quixote to be stark mad, though sometimes he says things that, to my mind, and indeed everybody's that listens to him, are so wise, and run in such a straight furrow, that Satan himself could not have said them better; but for all that, really, and beyond all question, it's my firm belief he is cracked. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| acdedaa | In short, to sum up all in a few words, or in a single one, I may tell you I am Don Quixote of La Mancha, otherwise called 'The Knight of the Rueful Countenance;' for though self-praise is degrading, I must perforce sound my own sometimes, that is to say, when there is no one at hand to do it for me. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| c3ee79f | Yo se quien soy... | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 1310400 | Esa es natural condicion de mujeres -dijo don Quijote-: desdenar a quien las quiere y amar a quien las aborrece. Pasa adelante, Sancho. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 0619bf5 | In a village of La Mancha, | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| b9d72be | Es de vidrio la mujer; pero no se ha de probar si se puede o no quebrar, porque todo podria ser. Y es mas facil el quebrarse, y no es cordura ponerse a peligro de romperse lo que no puede soldarse. Y en esta opinion esten todos, y en razon la fundo: que si hay Danaes en el mundo, hay pluvias de oro tambien. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| dda6774 | And letting out thirty groans and sixty sighs and one hundred and twenty curses on the head of the person who'd brought him there, he hauled himself to his feet, | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 9077c50 | a travesty that for coarseness, vulgarity, and buffoonery is almost unexampled even in the literature of that day. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| afc1d08 | I am not in the habit', said Don Quixote, 'of despoiling those whom I vanquish, nor is it a custom of chivalry to take their horses and leave them on foot, unless the victor has lost his own horse in the fray, in which case it is legitimate to take the defeated knight's horse, as a prize won in lawful war. And so, Sancho, leave that horse, or donkey, or whatever you want to call it, for as soon as its master sees that we have gone he will r.. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| f38b4f4 | PROLOGO Desocupado lector: sin juramento me podras creer que quisiera que este libro, como hijo del entendimiento, fuera el mas hermoso, el mas gallardo y mas discreto que pudiera imaginarse. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 7cbacbf | It is by rugged paths like these they go That scale the heights of immortality, Unreached by those that falter here below. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 8e4bce0 | According to an ancient and common tradition in the kingdom of Great Britain, this king did not die, but was transformed into a raven by the art of enchantment and, in the course of time, he shall return to rule again and regain his kingdom and his scepter. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| cbb2120 | All that you have to do is make proper use of imitation in what you write, and the more perfect the imitation the better will your writing be. Inasmuch as you have no other object in view than that of overthrowing the authority and prestige which books of chivalry enjoy in the world at large and among the vulgar, there is no reason why you should go begging maxims of the philosophers, counsels of Holy Writ, fables of the poets, orations of .. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| ab8ab2e | In short, our gentleman became so immersed in his reading that he spent whole nights from sundown to sunup and his days from dawn to dusk in poring over his books, until, finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind. He filled his imagination with everything he had read, with enchantments, knightly encounters, battles, challenges, wounds, with tales of love and its torments,.. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 21d3b69 | And yet the power of thought has always been so far beyond us that the main difference between men and animals is: they can think and we can't. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| d5b4ff5 | Nothing flows from her, vile rabble. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| ace4a1d | a Dios, Sancho --dijo don Quijote--, que todo se hara bien, y quiza mejor de lo pensado. Que no se mueve la hoja en el arbol sin la voluntad de Dios. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 57366bf | Whoever undertakes a long journey, if he be wise, makes it his business to find out an agreeable companion. How cautious then should he be, who is to take a journey for life, whose fellow-traveler must not part with him but at the grave; his companion at bed and board and sharer of all the pleasures and fatigues of his journey, as the wife must be to the husband! She is no such sort of ware, that a man can be rid of when he pleases: when on.. | Cervantes Saavedra Miguel de | ||
| e91d317 | he was by profession a humanist, and that his pursuits and studies were making books for the press, | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| fa0b149 | who was the first man that scratched his head? For to my thinking it must have been our father Adam. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 5cac5e2 | He who clipped us has kept the scissors. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 5ded156 | all we want now is to find out what king, Christian or pagan, is at war and has a beautiful daughter; | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 4eb7ca8 | It was a hard life, a life of poverty, of incessant struggle, of toil ill paid, of disappointment, but Cervantes carried within himself the antidote to all these evils. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| af53c3b | Now, tell me which is the greater deed, raising a dead man or killing a giant?" "The answer is self-evident," responded Don Quixote. "It is greater to raise a dead man." | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |