Ciertas cosas deberían seguir siendo como son. Deberías poder meterlas en una de esas vitrinas de cristal y dejarlas en paz. Sé que es imposible, pero de todos modos es una pena.
But fishing, as we know, in libraries or anywhere else, is a tricky business, with never a certainty of who's going to catch whom.
But doctors talk about cells as if they had such unlimited importance all by themselves. As if they didn't really belong to the person that has them. Teddy brushed back his hair from his forehead with...
And I can't be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.
An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else's.
Ще си вземем под наем смокинги и тържествено ще се появим на вратата към сцената с букет кученца.
Идва вълна! - извика Сибил, поуплашена.- Няма да ѝ обърнем внимание. Ще я отминем с презрение – каза младият мъж. – Ние сме двама високомерни.Here comes a wave, Sybil said nervously.We'll ignore it. W...
O parvalhão reparou nela e aproximou-se para a cumprimentar. Haviam de ouvir a maneira como se cumprimentaram. Haviam de pensar que não se viam há vinte anos. Haviam de pensar que tomavam banho na mes...
لا تروي ما حدث لك مثلما فعلت أنا، لأي إنسان، لأنك حين تفعل ذلك فلسوف تفتقد كل الناس .
— Ти все нещо не харесваш.Тези думи още повече ме натъжиха.— Харесвам, харесвам някои неща. Разбира се, че харесвам. Не говори така. Дявол да го вземе, защо говориш така?— Защото не харесваш. Никое уч...
Zooey said... It would be very nice to come home and be in the wrong house. To eat dinner with the wrong people by mistake, sleep in the wrong bed by mistake, and kiss everybody good-bye in the mornin...
You give me a royal pain in the ass if you want to know the truth.
Where before we Comanches had simply stared at her femaleness, we now glared at it. She smiled back at us. It was a shade disconcerting. Then the Chief took over, revealing what had formerly been a we...
What about your beloved Epictetus? Or your beloved Emily Dickinson? You want your Emily, every time she has an urge to write a poem, to just sit down and say a prayer till her nasty, egotistical urge...
The trouble with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they'll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don't like him, no matter how nice a guy he is, or how big an i...
Naturally, I never told him I thought he was a terrific whistler. I mean you don’t just go up to somebody and say, ‘You’re a terrific whistler.
It's just that if I'd had any guts at all, I wouldn't have gone back to college at all this year. I don't know. I mean it's all the most incredible farce.
It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.
In my mind, I'm probably the biggest sex maniac you ever saw.
Imagine giving somebody a feel and telling them about a guy committing suicide at the same time! They killed me.