How is it that of the four Evangelists only one speaks of a thief being save. The four of them were there-or therabouts-and only one speaks of a thief being saved.
I was limply poking about in the garbage saying probably, for at that age I must still have been capable of general ideas, This is life.
Il y a une goutte d'eau dans ma tête. () Un coeur, un coeur dans ma tête.
In other words, or perhaps another thing, whatever I said it was never enough and always too much.
La fin est dans le commencement et cependant on continue.
Let's hang ourselves immediately!
Not one person in a hundred knows how to be silent and listen, no, nor even to conceive what such a thing means. Yet only then can you detect, beyond the fatuous clamour, the silence of which the univ...
Now I was making my way through the garden. There was that strange light which follows a day of persistent rain, when the sun comes out and the sky clears too late to be of any use. The earth makes a...
Onca zamandan sonra, güneşli rüzgarı sevenle rüzgarlı güneşi sevenin yeniden birlikte olmaları az şey mi doğrusu,az şey mi?
Perhaps things have changed since. So all I know is that it was much the same weather when I left as when I came, so far as I was capable of knowing what the weather was. And I had been under the weat...
She had at least the anagram of a good face
Sometimes I went and looked at my grave. The stone was up already. It was a simple Latin cross, white. I wanted to have my name put on it, with the here lies and the date of my birth. Then all it woul...
That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.
The irony of life! Of life in love! That he who has the time should lack the force, that she who has the force should lack the time! That a trifling and in all probability tractable obstruction of som...
The old thing where it always was, back again. As when a man, having found at last what he sought, a woman, for example, or a friend, loses it, or realises what it is. And yet it is useless not to see...
The syndrome known as life is too diffuse to admit of palliation. For every symptom that is eased, another is made worse. The horse leech's daughter is a closed system. Her quantum of wantum cannot va...
There's something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
This version of the facts having been restored, it only remains to say it is no better than the other and no less incompatible with the kind of creature I might just conceivably have been if they had...
To be together again, after so long, who love the sunny wind, the windy sun, in the sun, in the wind, that is perhaps something, perhaps something.
VLADIMIR: Moron!ESTRAGON: Vermin!VLADIMIR: Abortion!ESTRAGON: Morpion!VLADIMIR: Sewer-rat!ESTRAGON: Curate!VLADIMIR: Cretin!ESTRAGON: (). Crritic!VLADIMIR: Oh!
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