A man had to think them up. A man had to take a long time to put them down on paper. And I’d never even thought that thought before.
451° Fahrenheit: la temperatura a la que el papel de los libros se inflama y arde.
Мъртвите хора са като восъчен спомен - вземаш ги в представите си, започваш да ги моделираш: тук поопънеш нещо, там посплескаш, изтегляш тялото по-дълго, оформяш и размачкваш, извайваш и накрая се пол...
Къде в Ирландия един мъж може да легне с жена?Той остави фразата да попие.- Триста двайсет и девет дни в проклетата година вали дъжд. През останалото време е толкова мокро, че няма нито едно местенце,...
Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer.
No quería saber cómo se hacen las cosas sino por qué. Esto puede resultar embarazoso. Uno empieza con los porqués y termina siendo realmente desgraciado. La pobre chica está mejor muerta.
Neviens cilvēks otrā vairs neklausās, bet man vajag ar kādu parunāties. Es nevaru runāt ar sienām, jo tās kliedz uz mani. Es nevaru runāt ar sievu, jo tā klausās vienīgi sienās. Es gribu, lai kāds man...
Kitaplar bize ne tür eşekler ve aptallar olduğumuzu hatırlatmak içindir. Kitaplar, tören alayı büyük bir gürültü içinde caddede ilerlerken, Sezar'ın kulağına 'Unutma, Sezar, sen de ölümlüsün' diyen pr...
If Only We Had Taller BeenThe fence we walked between the yearsDid bounce us serene.It was a place half in the sky whereIn the green of leaf and promising of peachWe'd reach our hands to touch and alm...
I've heard rumors; the world is starving, but we're well fed. Is it true, the world works hard and we play? Is that why we're hated so much?
Grandfather's been dead for all these years, but if you lifted my skull, byGod, in the convolutions of my brain you'd find the big ridges of his thumbprint. He touched me.As I said earlier, he was a s...
Et quand il est mort, je me suis aperçu que ce n'était pas lui que je pleurais, mais les choses qu'il faisait.
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 g...
And, after all, isn’t that what life is all about, the ability to go around back and come up inside other people’s heads to look out at the damned fool miracle and say: oh, so that’s how you see it!?...
And what, you ask, does writing teach us?First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is gift and a privilege, not a right. We must earn life once it has been awarded us. Life asks...
And the uncles, the aunts, the cousins, the nieces, the nephews, that lived in those walls, the gibbering pack of tree apes that said nothing, nothing, nothing and said it loud, loud, loud.
Ama biz arkadaşız, dedi Douglas çaresizce. Her zaman öyle kalacağız, dedi John.
A Witch is born out of the true hungers of her time. I am a child of the poisonous wind that copulated with the river on an oil-slick, garbage infested midnight. I turn about on my own parentage. I in...
But that is 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.
Are you afraid?-No. Not even for the children. I always thought I would be frightened to death, but I'm not.-Where's that spirit of self-preservation the scientists talk about so much?-I don't know. Y...