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Posted by: 0kiika0
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He was pretty thoroughly bewildered; he had come home, a jubilant prodigal, expecting to find everybody wild with joy over his return; and instead had got the cold shoulder and a jail. The promise and the fulfilment differed so widely that the effect was stunning; he could not decide whether it was most tragic or most grotesque. He felt much as a man might who had danced blithely out to enjoy a rainbow, and got struck by lightning.
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Posted by: Ssdf Sdsdfa
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I suppose that when he points the barrel of the gun to his forehead, the suicide victim may feel for a moment what may be about to happen is what I felt in that moment: a feeling of curiosity.
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He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
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Posted by: superelenuzza5
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It wasn't the honey locust curving towards the honeysuckle, but the honeysuckle embracing the honey locust. No reciprocal concession: the one never gave up, and the others always curved.
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Posted by: mor-joy
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We must never judge other people's lives, because every person knows only their pain and renounce. It is one thing to feel you're on the right path, another to think it is your only one.
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Posted by: Amy Pond (:
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To regret one's own experiences is to arrest one's own development. To deny one's own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one's life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.
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Posted by: V. Pecherskaya
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If a doctor had been present, perhaps he would have been able to stop the haemorrhaging that took Penelope's life, while she shrieked and scratched at the locked door, on the other side of which her father wept in silence and her mother cowered, staring at her husband. (...) When at last they opened the door and found Penelope lying dead in a pool of her own blood, hugging a shining, purple-coloured baby, nobody was capable of uttering a single word.
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Posted by: U. Borghi
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The other day they asked me to leave on of their places of worship as I was wearing a sleeveless dress - she explained sadly.
Apparently the Almighty doesn't like my arms even if he created them.
Written on wednesday november 16, 2011
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She fills everything. She is the only reason I am alive. I look around, I prepare myself for
the talk I am to give, and I understand why I braved the snow, the traffic jams, and the ice on the roads: in order to be reminded that every day I need to rebuild myself and to accept for the first time in my entire existence that I love another human being more than I love myself.
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