It doesn't matter if being so alive kills a man; it’s better to have the quick fever every time.
It’s not books you need, it’s some of the things that once were in books. The same things could be in the parlour families today. The same infinite detail and awareness could be projected through the...
Kai tau devyneri metai, atrodo, kad visada buvo devyneri ir visada taip ir bus devyneri. Kai ateina trisdešimt, tai šventai tiki, kad taip visą gyvenimą ir balansuosi ant šios puikios brandaus amžiaus...
Learning to
Lena? He glanced at the dictionary. Are you 'pleased, contented, joyful, delighted'? Do you feel 'Lucky, fortunate'? Are things 'clever and fitting,' 'successful and suitable' for you? Lena stopped sl...
Let the war turn off the families. Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.
Let us remain childlike and not childish in our 20-20 vision, borrowing such telescopes, rockets, or magic carpets as may be needed to hurry us along to miracles of physics as well as dream.
Live as if you'd drop dead in 10 seconds!
Llena tus ojos de ilusión -decía-. Vive como si fueras a morir dentro de diez segundos. Ve al mundo. Es más fantástico que cualquier sueño real o imaginario. No pidas garantías, no pidas seguridad. Nu...
Long before you knew what death was you were wishing it on someone else.
Look at this mess! And where’s the mop?
Loro crederanno di pensare, avranno l'impressione del movimento anche se non si muovono affatto. E tutti saranno felici perché i fatti di quel genere non cambiano. Non dargli armi sdrucciolevoli come...
Los buenos escritores tocan a menudo la vida. Los mediocres la rozan rápidamente. Los malos la violan y la abandonan a las moscas
Los libros están para recordarnos lo tontos y estúpidos que somos. Son la guardia pretoriana de César, susurrando mientras tiene lugar el desfile por la avenida: «Recuerda, César, eres mortal.»
MOTHER:Why, just lying there, Jim, you run so fast. I never saw anyone move so much, just sleeping. Promise me, Jim. Wherever you go and come back, bring lots of kids. Let them run wild. Let me spoil...
Magic, you say? asked Douglas. Magic six ways from Sunday. You believe it? Yes I do and no I don't.
Melt all the guns, I thought, break the knives, burn the guillotines-and the malicious will still write letters that kill.
Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.
Mildred had already anticipated this in a quavery voice.
Mireasma fanului uscat si curgerea domoala a apei trezira in el dorinta de a se culca intr-o claie de fan proaspat, intr-un sopron singuratic, departe de autostrazile zgomotoase, in spatele vreunei fe...
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