He was violating the second rule of the two rules for getting on well with people that speak Spanish; give the men tobacco and leave the women alone
He was violating the second rule of the two rules for getting on well with people that speak Spanish; give the men tobacco and leave the women alone
There are many who do not know they are fascists but will find it out when the time comes.
Heresy is the foe of countenance
There is a lot of time between now and the fall term. There is a lot of time between now and the day after tomorrow if you want to put it that way ...
How little we know of what there is to know. I wish that I were going to live a long time instead of going to die today because I have learned much about life in these four days; more, I think than in all other time. I'd like to be an old man to really know. I wonder if you keep on learning or if there is only a certain amount each man can understand. I thought I knew so many things that I know nothing of. I wish there was more time.
There is no language so filthy as Spanish. There are words for all the vile words in English and there are other words and expressions that are used only in countries where blasphemy keeps pace with the austerity of religion.
I am drunk, seest thou? When I am not drunk I do not talk. You have never heard me talk much. But an intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend his time with fools.
There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But I tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow.
And who understands? Not me, because if I did I would forgive it all.
I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other.
This was a big storm and he might as well enjoy it. It was ruining everything, but you might as well enjoy it
Augustin stood there looking down at him and cursed him speaking slowly clearly bitterly and contemptuously and cursing as steadily as though he were dumping manure on a field lifting it with a dung fork out of a wagon.
I have watched them all day and they are the same men that we are. I believe that I could walk up to the mill and knock on the door and I would be welcome except that they have orders to challenge all travelers and ask to see their papers. It is only orders that come between us. Those men are not fascists. I call them so, but they are not. They are poor men as we are. They should never be fighting against us and I do not like to think of the killing.
Thou wilt go now, rabbit. But I go with thee. As long as there is one of us there is both of us.
Bigotry is an odd thing. To be bigoted you have to be absolutely sure you are right and nothing makes that surety and righteousness like continence. Continence is the foe of heresy.
I love thee and thou art so lovely and so wonderful and so beautiful and it does such things to me to be with thee that I feel as though I wanted to die when I am loving thee.
Viva my husband who was Mayor of this town
But did thee feel the earth move?
I loved you when I saw you today and I loved you always but I never saw you before.
You never kill anyone you want to kill in a war, he said to himself.
Clearly I miss Him, having been brought up in religion. But now a man must be responsible to himself.
If he had known how many men in history have had to use a hill to die one it would not have cheered him any for, in the moment he was passing through, men are not impressed by what has happened to the other men in similar circumstances any more than a widow of one day is helped by the knowledge that other loved husbands have died.
Do you know how an ugly woman feels? Do you know what it is to be ugly all your life and inside to feel that you are beautiful? It is very rare.
It is the fault of the orders, which are too rigid. There is no allowance for a change in circumstance.
Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of grain blowing in the wind on the side of a hill. Living was a hawk in the sky. Living was an earthen jar of water in the dust of the threshing with the grain flailed out and the chaff blowing. Living was a horse between your legs and a carbine under one leg and a hill and a valley and a stream with trees along it and the far side of the valley and the hills beyond.
No animal has more liberty than the cat, but it buries the mess it makes. The cat is the best anarchist.
Everything you have is to give. Thou art a phenomenon of philosophy and an unfortunate man.
Of all men the drunkard is the foulest. The thief when he is not stealing is like another. The extortioner does not practice in the home. The murderer when he is at home can wash his hands. But the drunkard stinks and vomits in this own bed and dissolves his organs in alcohol.
For what are we born if not to aid one another?
Oh, now, now, now, the only now, and above all now, and there is no other now but thou now and now is thy prophet.
He did not care for the lying at first. He hated it. Then later he had come to like it. It was part of being an insider but it was a very corrupting business.
So if your life trades seventy years for seventy hours I have that value now and I am lucky enough to know it. And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.
He killed more men than the cholera.
So now do not worry, take what you have, and do your work and you will have a long life and a very merry one.
He missed the prayers but he thought it would be unfair and hypocritical to say them and he did not wish to ask any favors or for any different treatment than all the men were receiving.
Spanish girls make wonderful wives. I've never had one so I know.
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