This is a hell of dull talk...How about some of that champagne?
But after I got them to leave and shut the door and turned off the light it wasn't any good. It was like saying good-by to a statue. After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back to the hotel in the rain.
This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other.
I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be
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.
Luck is a thing that comes in many forms and who can recognize her?
I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what is was all about.
This was Brett that I had felt like crying about. Then I thought of her walking up the street and stepping into the car, as I had last seen her, and of course in a little while I felt like hell again. It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night is another thing.
But life isn't hard to manage when you've nothing to lose.
When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.
I was young and not gloomy and there were always strange and comic things that happened in the worst time...
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
Most people were heartless about turtles because a turtle's heart will beat for hours after it has been cut up and butchered. But the old man thought, I have such a heart too.
I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends.
You ought to dream. All our biggest businessmen have been dreamers.
Cowards die a thousand deaths, but the brave only die once.
When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.
I would walk along the quais when I had finished work or when I was trying to think something out. It was easier to think if I was walking and doing something or seeing people doing something that they understood.
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.
No one should be alone in their old age, he thought.
I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together
You're not a moron. You're only a case of arrested development.
God knows I didn't mean to fall in love with her
Why, darling, I don't live at all when I'm not with you.
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