Es un buen libro y, por lo tanto, debería intentar vendérselo a los habitantes de Hardborough. No lo entenderán, pero será mejor así. Entender las cosas hace que la mente se vuelva perezosa.
En ese momento se dio la vuelta, como movida por una ráfaga de viento.
But he also saw himself as a geognost, a natural scientist, who, as he put it, had come ‘to an entirely new land, and dark stars’. The mining industry, it seemed to him, was not a science, but an art.
There’s two ways to be selfish. You can think too much about yourself, or you can think too little about others. You’re selfish both ways.
I’m afraid I’m not accustomed to the poor light, Mrs James.’ ‘Look at the sky, father. Keep your eyes on the lightest part of the sky and they’ll adapt little by little.
If you can’t face living your life day by day, you must live it minute by minute.
If there's even one person who might be hurt by a decision, you should never make it.
Her feeling for Mr Brooks was so much the most important part of her life that it seemed like something which did not belong to her, but which she had to carry about with her, at work or in her room,...
Helping other people is a drug so dangerous that there is no cure short of total abstention.
All distances are the same to those who don't meet.
Algebra, like laudanum, deadens pain, Fritz wrote.
She was in love, as she quite saw, with a middle - aged man who said the same thing to all the girls, who had been a prince for an evening which he'd most likely forgotten already, who had given her a...
Richard was the kind of man who has two clean handkerchiefs on him at half past three in the morning.
Llevar una oficina no es tan difícil, le dijo Just. Básicamente consiste en saber, en primer lugar, que entra; en segundo lugar, qué queda pendiente; en tercer lugar, qué asuntos han sido gestionados...
How could the wind be so strong, so far inland, that cyclistscoming into the town in the late afternoon looked more likesailors in peril? This was on the way into Cambridge, up MillRoad past the cemet...
Her courage, after all, was only a determination to survive. The
Florence tenía buen corazón, aunque eso sirve de bien poco cuando de lo que se trata es de sobrevivir.
Behind their dark glass, the mad own nothing.
All Fitzgerald’s books are the product of maturity, reflection, the quickly touched depth of accumulated knowledge and long experience. Their creation reflects the new sense of opportunity that may co...
Persevering secretary of the Society for Providing Public Access to Places of Interest and Beauty,