For even if you should have stood your ground, he said, yet what ground was it?
Evolution cannot avoid bringing intelligent life ultimately to an awareness of one thing above all else and that one thing is futility.
Every moment in your life is a turning and every one a choosing. Somewhere you made a choice. All followed to this. The accounting is scrupulous. The shape is drawn. No line can be erased. I had no be...
Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
El malpaís. Era un laberinto. Subías a toda prisa un pequeño promontorio y de repente te veías rodeado de grietas tan profundas que no te atrevías a saltarlas. Los bordes de cristal negro y puntiagudo...
Do I think you’re crazy? he said. No. I dont. You’ve rewrote the book for crazy. If all you are is crazy then all them poor bastards in the loonybin that they’re feedin under the door need to be set l...
Der Junge schwankte im Sitzen. Der Mann gab acht, dass er nicht in die Flammen fiel. Mit dem Fuß scharrte er Vertiefungen für Hüften und Schultern des Jungens in den Sand, um ihm eine Schlafstelle zu...
Curious the small and lesser fates that join to lead a man to this. The thousand brawls and stoven jaws, the clubbings and the broken bottles and the little knives that come from nowhere. For him perh...
Cuando sueñes con un mundo que nunca existió o con un mundo que no existirá y estés contento otra vez entonces te habrás rendido. ¿Lo entiendes? Y no puedes rendirte. Yo no lo permitiré.
Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.
Como num daqueles jogos que se jogam nas festas. Diz a palavra ao ouvido do seguinte. Por isso, sejamos parcimoniosos. Aquilo que alteramos nas recordações também em a sua realidade, conhecida ou não.
Como el primer síntoma de un galucoma frío enpañando al mundo.
Black: The point is, Professor, that I aint got the first notion in the world about what makes God tick. I don't know why he spoke to me. I wouldnt of.White: But you listened.Black: Well what choice w...
Black: I see a different truth. Settin right across the table from me.
Black boots, said Rawlins. Aint that the shits? I always wanted to be a badman.
Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.
Because he knows what perhaps you do not. That the past cannot be mended.
Az írás azt mondja hogy aki kardot fog kard által vész el – mondta a fekete. A bíró mosolygott s ábrázata fénylett a zsírtól. Van-e épeszű ember aki másképpen akarná? kérdezte. Az írás szerint tényleg...
And maybe no better. There is no government in Mexico. Hell, there's no God in Mexico. Never will be. We are dealing with a people manifestly incapable of governing themselves. And do you know what ha...
And if the dried and blackened shell of him is found among the sands by travelers to come yet who can discover the engine of his ruin?