We all have our harps to play. And it's up to you now to know with which ear you'll listen.
Was there, then, no strength in growing up? No solace in being an adult? No sanctuary in life? No fleshly citadel strong enough to withstand the scrabbling assault of midnights?
War’s never a winning thing, Charlie. You just lose all the time, and the one who loses last asks for terms. All I remember is a lot of losing and sadness and nothing good but the end of it. The end o...
How we get our fingers in each other’s clay. That’s friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of the other.
Insanlar daha çok meşaleye benziyorlardı;birileri üfleyinceye kadar yanarlardı.Ne kadar nadir diğer insanların yüzleri sizi sizden alıp,kendi duygularınızı en titrek düşüncelerinizi sizlere yansıtırdı...
It’s just how you look at it, Charlie. Things are what you want them to be.
Right now I feel like I just ate a cold snail raw.
Too much of anything isn't good for anyone.
The wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and worth the doing.
This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears, he is a protector.
I don’t know. We have everything we need to be happy, but we’re not happy. Something’s missing. I looked around. The only thing I positively knew was gone was the books I’d burned in ten or twelve yea...
To be asleep is to be dead. It is like death. So we dance, we dance so as not to be dead. We do not want that.
¿Garret? -llamó Stendahl en voz baja. Garret calló-. ¿Sabe usted por qué le hago esto? Porque quemó los libros del señor Poe sin haberlos leído. Le bastó la opinión de los demás. Si hubiera leído los...
I had no way to stop . I did not write Fahrenheit 451, it wrote me.
Вземи лятото в ръка, налей си лято в чашата, в мъничка чашка, разбира се, в най-мъничката детска чашка; смени сезона в своята кръв, като повдигнеш чашата до устните и в тях излееш лято.
I have three rules to live by: Get your work done. If that doesn't work, shut up and drink your gin, and when all else fails, run like hell.
Time is so strange, and life is twice as strange. The cogs miss, the wheels turn, and lives interlace too early or too late. I lived too long, that much is certain. And you were born either too early...
Tiene que haber algo en los libros, cosas que no podemos imaginar, para que una mujer se deje quemar viva. Tiene que haber algo. Uno no muere por nada.
يقولون عني إنني غير اجتماعية. بأنني لا أتوافق مع أحد. شيء غريب. أنا في الحقيقة اجتماعية جدا. الأمر يعتمد على المقصود بكلمة اجتماعي. فالاجتماعي بالنسبة لي : هو أن تتحدث مع الناس في موضوعات كهذه
But most of all," she said, "I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all dayand look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they're...
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