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The Prince and the Pauper

This classic tale follows the intertwining destinies of a prince and a pauper who are raised as identical twins, leading to a series of unexpected events that challenge societal norms and reveal the complexities of human nature. more

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Jaachynma N.E. Agu

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“Non mi piace fare troppe domande, ti fanno pensare al giorno del giudizio universale. Porre una domanda è come mettere in moto una pietra: te ne stai tranquillo e beato sulla sommità di un colle e la pietra comincia a rotolare trascinando con sé altri detriti, e tutto ad un tratto un buon vecchietto, l'ultima persona al mondo cui avresti pensato, si busca un colpo sulla zucca mentre vanga il suo orticello e così la sua famiglia è costretta a cambiar nome [...]”

“They are parts of a single, overall, modern thought-world. According to the customary image socialists bear with them, Nationalism is the Mr. Hyde of that world. He is the Id of modernity, our revived and delirious archaism, the seductive, yet dangerous fellow from the forests who Marx pilloried back in 1843. 'Germano-maniacs' he called them, 'seeking our history of freedom beyond our history, in the primeval 'Teutonic forests'. Alas, the forests are not so easily disposed of as that, either in Germany or elsewhere. Nor are nationalists allowed to forget the fact. But what about Dr. Jekyll? This is the real question I am putting here, and it is all too rarely posed. We - 'on the left' - are assumed to be on his side. We disregard his oddities. He is a strangely Protestant figure, forever tensed up in an irreproachable piety punctuated with terrible nervous ticks. The slightest forest odour sets his forefinger wagging. Though he takes two baths a day to preserve his demeanour and sense of smell, the world remains permanenly unstatisfactory. This must be -one can hardly help feeling - because there is something unsatisfactory inside him somewhere, of which he may be only obscurely conscious.”

“Вдоль насыпи — тепло и сухо, вдыхая воздух, как пластид — ползет отрезанное ухо, дырявой мочкою свистит. Ползет сквозь шишел через мышел, видать — на исповедь, к врачу: нет, это — нас Луганск услышал, нет, это — нас Донецк почув.”

“О, как жестоко и по-детски мы сглазили поводыря, и скольких мы, не зря, в Донецке убьем, и нас убьют — не зря. Схоронят звезды и медали под деревянное пальто, а ведь — не зря Христа распяли, ведь, если б не распяли, то: лежал бы на плацкартной полке, хрустя отравленной мацой, писал стихи, и в черной «волге» разбился бы, как Виктор Цой.”

“Сейчас школьники многих, если не всех, школ Москвы пишут поздравительные открытки и письма поддержки своим однолеткам из Донецка и Луганска, а в самих Донецке и Луганске дети рисуют рисунки-подарки для "бойцов ополчения", то есть для боевиков, воюющих с украинской армией. Дети, живущие в других регионах Украины, тоже рисуют патриотические рисунки-подарки для бойцов украинской армии и добровольцев. Когда-нибудь рисунки детей, живущих сейчас по разные стороны от линии фронта, будут выставлены в одном музее. Очень хочется, чтобы это время наступило быстрее.”

“If this is the price to be paid for an idea, then let us pay. There is no need of being troubled about it, afraid, or ashamed. This is the time to boldly say, “Yes, I believe in the displacement of this system of injustice by a just one; I believe in the end of starvation, exposure, and the crimes caused by them; I believe in the human soul regnant over all laws which man has made or will make; I believe there is no peace now, and there will never be peace, so long as one rules over another; I believe in the total disintegration and dissolution of the principle and practice of authority; I am an Anarchist, and if for this you condemn me, I stand ready to receive your condemnation.”