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“Десять фунтов — большие деньги; у кого они заведутся, тот уже начинает жить с оглядкой, а это значит — конец счастью. ("Пигмалион", Б. Шоу)”

Quote by Bernard Shaw George Bernard Shaw

Book:Pygmalion
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Pygmalion

Written by George Bernard Shaw, this play is renowned for its wit and social commentary. It follows the journey of Eliza Doolittle, a young woman from the East End of London, who is taken under the wing of Henry Higgins, a professor of phonetics. Higgins bets he can teach Eliza to speak and behave like a lady, thus transforming her into a different social class. The narrative delves into the complexities of language, social status, and the human condition. more

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Bernard Shaw George Bernard Shaw

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