Blow, blow, ye western wind . . . Christ, that my love were in my arms and I in my bed again. That my love Catherine. That my sweet love Catherine down might rain. Blow her again to me.
They arrested us after breakfast.
I did not understand them but they did not have any mystery, and when I understood them they meant nothing to me. I was sorry about this but there was nothing I could do about it.
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
Let him think that I am more man than I am and I will be so.
He'll never be frightened. He knows too damn much.
There's no one thing that's true. It's all true.
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 is a hell of dull talk...How about some of that champagne?
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.
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.
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 ought to dream. All our biggest businessmen have been dreamers.
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.
If the reader prefers, this book may be regarded as fiction. But there is always the chance that such a book of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.
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.
And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.
Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is. ...Santiago from The Old Man and the Sea
I never used to realize it, I guess. I try and play it along and just not make trouble for people. Probably I never would have had any trouble at all if I hadn't run into Brett when they shipped me to England. I suppose she only wanted what she couldn't have. Well, people were that way. To hell with people. The Catholic Church had an awfully good way of handling all that. Good advice, anyway. Not to think about it. Oh, it was swell advice. Try and take it sometime. Try and take it.
You're not a moron. You're only a case of arrested development.
He said we were all cooked but we were all right as long as we did not know it. We were all cooked. The thing was not to recognize it. The last country to realize they were cooked would win the war.
You know I don't love any one but you. You shouldn't mind because some one else loved me.
In those days, there was no money to buy books.
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.
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