I lost my balls! Aarfy, I lost my balls!
Of course you're dying. We're all dying. Where the devil else do you think you're heading?
Oh, don’t you worry about that, Yossarian comforted him with a toneless snicker as the engines of the jeeps and ambulance fractured the drowsy silence and the vehicles in the rear began driving away b...
She was the epitome of stately sorrow each time she smiled.
Surely there can't be so many countries worth dying for.'Anything worth living for,' said Nately, 'is worth dying for.'And anything worth dying for,' answered the sacrilegious old man, 'is certainly w...
Szégyenkezve és reménykedve keresett új kapcsolatokat, és mindig kiábrándult. Mert olyan elkeseredetten keresett barátokat, sohasem talált egyet se.
That crazy bastard may be the only sane one left.
That's not what justice is, the colonel jeered, and began pounding the table again with his big fat hand. That's what Karl Marx is. I'll tell you what justice is. Justice is a knee in the gut from the...
That's some catch, that Catch-22, he observed.It's the best there is, Doc Daneeka agreed.
The enemy, retorted Yossarian with weighted precision, is anybody who's going to get you killed, no matter which side he's on
The knife came down, missing him by inches, and he took off. The spirit of Bugs Bunny inspires the finale of Yossarian’s adventures with 256th Squadron. It’s the moment in which Yossarian, who has bee...
The only one who lived with the chaplain in his clearing in the woods was Corporal Whitcomb, his assistant. Corporal Whitcomb, an atheist, was a disgruntled subordinate who felt he could do the chapla...
There was no established procedure for evasive action. All you needed was fear, and Yossarian had plenty of that, more fear than Orr or Hungry Joe, more fear even than Dunbar, who had resigned himself...
There was no mistaking the awesome implications of the chaplain’s revelation: it was either an insight of divine origin or a hallucination; he was either blessed or losing his mind. Both prospects fil...
There was only one catch and that was Catch-22....
There was shish-kabob for lunch, huge, savory hunks of spitted meat sizzling like the devil over charcoal after marinating seventy-two hours in a secret mixture Milo had stolen from a crooked trader i...
They [the dying in hospitals] did not blow up in mid-air like Kraft or the dead man in Yossarian's tent, or freeze to death in the blazing summertime the way Snowden had frozen to death after spilling...
They couldn't him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Dreirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nighti...
They might have occurred if either General Dreedle or General Peckem had once evinced an interest in taking part in orgies with him, but neither ever did, and the colonel was certainly not going to wa...
Unii se nasc mediocri, altii devin mediocri, iar altora li se impune mediocritatea.
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