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“Henry, who is in every other respect exactly what a brother should be, who loves me, consults me, confides in me, and will talk to me by the hour together, has never yet turned the page in a letter; and very often it is nothing more than, "Dear Mary, I am just arrived. Bath seems full, and every thing as usual. Your's sincerely.' That is the true manly style; that is a complete brother's letter.”

“Henry, you mustn’t mind. It is really a kindness to have him.’ ‘Well, I do mind, Emily,’ said Mr Leslie, getting up. ‘Kindness is one thing and your family is another. You treat this house as if it were the Ark, Emily, inviting everyone in.’ ‘At least she doesn’t ask them in couples, sir,’ said David. ‘A female Holt would be appalling.’ ‘That’s enough,’ said his father. ‘If Mr Holt comes into this house, I go out of it.’ He took a cigar from the sideboard and went out, almost slamming the door.”

“Henry...your father was a brave man." He continued attacking the metal with a sledgehammer, brutally hacking at the anvil. She wasn't sure he had heard her. Then, he stopped short, the hammer hanging heavy in the air, the fire snapping in front of him. "I was close enough to smell it," he seethed, not turning. "But I was afraid. I hid from it." Clang! I didn't do anything. "I should have done something." Clang! "I should have saved him." Valerie saw that he was destroying all of their half-finished projects. They would remain that way forever. "I've lost someone, too, Henry—I know how it is. Please, come away from the fire." He didn't. Clang! "Henry, please." One of the fiery specks spat out of the forge an landed on Henry's arm, searing his flesh. Punishing himself, he did not stop to remove it until finally, with one quick motion, he gestured violently towards the door, shaking it off. "Valerie, leave," he snarled. "I don't want you to see me like this.”

“Henry's universe was modeled on the highball. It was a mixture in which half a pint of the fizziest philosophical and scientific ideas all but drowned a small jigger of immediate experience, most of it strictly sexual. Broken reeds are seldom good mixers. They're far too busy with their ideas, their sensuality and their psychosomatic complaints to be able to take an interest in other people - even their own wives and children. They live in a state of the most profound voluntary ignorance, not knowing anything about anybody, but abounding in preconceived opinions about everything.”

“HENSLOWE: Mr. Fennyman, let me explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster. Believe me, to be closed by the plague is a bagatelle in the ups and downs of owning a theatre. FENNYMAN: So what do we do? HENSLOWE: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well. FENNYMAN: How? HENSLOWE: I don't know, it's a mystery.”

“Hentman observava-o. Em seguida, deu de ombros e começou a desdobrar o contrato — Olhe aqui. Veja quanto você vai ganhar —Brandiu o contrato com o charuto na mesma mão — Esta cambada de espiões pode te pagar o mesmo? Fazer a América rir é um ato de patriotismo; ajuda a levantar o moral e a derrotar os comunas. Na verdade, é mais patriótico do que você está fazendo; esses simulacros são umas engenhocas frias; eles me dão nojo.”

“Henüz koca bir cephaneliğin, 'burjuvazi'yi korkutacak araçlarla dolu olduğu bir zamanda, çıplak gerçeğe katlanamadığını söyleyerek onu sarsmak ve utandırmak görece zararsız bir şeydi. Bu aygıtın yaratıcı zenginliği tükendikten sonra, onun yerini, soyutlamayı kuramın en yüksek tepelerine tırmandırarak, 'burjuvazi'yi her şeye ve herkese karşı suçlu ilan eden kapsamlı bir çaba aldı: Mahkemede, işaret parmağını müphem bir suçluluk ufkuna doğrultmayan tek bir savunma düşünülemezdi.”

“Henüz olgunlaşmamış ve kendi içinde huzur bulamamış insan, diğerlerinin hayatının kötüleşmesini ister. Çünkü kendi yaşamını daha iyi hale getirecek becerisi yoktur ve buna emek harcamak da istemez. Bu durumda üstün hissetmesinin tek yolu, diğerlerinin hayatlarının da bozulmasıdır.”

“Hepimiz gecede bir kez, ayda bir kez, yılda bir kez maskelerimizi değiştirsek ne olur?" dedi. "Mesleğinin, sınıfının, yurttaşlığının, görüşlerinin maskelerini. Karı kocanın, anne baba ve çocuğun, efendi ve kölenin maskelerini. Hatta bedenin maskelerini -erkek ve dişi, çirkin ve güzel, yaşlı ve genç. Çoğu erkek hiç karşı çıkmadan maskelerini takıyor ve ömür boyu çıkarmıyor.”

“Her [Hillary Clinton's] husband is running around on her with everything that walks. He's having an affair with Gennifer Flowers, he's having an affair with... I forget the names, but they're legion. He's cheating on her frequently, and she knows about it and yet puts up with it and stays in Arkansas. Why? At the beginning of feminism, when this is exactly the kind of boorish behavior women are not gonna put up with anymore, no way.”

“Her [Mary's] motherhood extends beyond view. In the will of the Son, she becomes at once mother and maid: sheltering him, but sheltered in him, forming him, but formed by him ... When she pronounces the words: 'Be it done to me according to thy word', the Mother conceives the mystery from the Trinity, in order to give it to the Son. The Son gives the word back to the Trinity by giving everything he has back to the Father in the Spirit. Then, after the Father has received it again, it is distributed to mankind by means of that extravagant expansioning-the Eucharist and the Holy Spirit.”

“Her accent's funny, different from mine, different from anyone in Prentisstown's. Her lips make different kinds of outlines for the letters, like they're swooping down on them from above, pushing them into shape, telling them what to say. In Prentisstown, everyone talks like they're sneaking up on their words, ready to club them from behind.”

“Her affection for him was now the breath and life of Tess's being; it enveloped her as a photosphere, irradiated her into forgetfulness of her past sorrows, keeping back the gloomy spectres that would persist in their attempts to touch her—doubt, fear, moodiness, care, shame. She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there.”