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"We all live in a kind of continuous dream," I told him. "When we wake, it is because something, some event, some pinprick even, disturbs the edges of what we've taken as reality."

"I am walking forever on the path from the border to base camp. It is taking a long time, and I know it will take even longer to get back. There is no one with me. I am all by myself. The trees are not trees the birds are not birds and I am not me but just something that has been walking for a very long time..." (56)

"Há medos que só querem ser escutados. Outros preferem que lhes demos tarefas: lavar a loiça, limpar a varanda.

O medo, como a música, precisa de um ouvido."

"Impossível. Até quando?"

Li metade e acho que fico por aqui.

"The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave"

Only a fool lets somebody else tell him who his enemy is

Madame, if you are an experienced doctor, I am an experienced patient.

"In Russia our drunks are the kindest people. Our kindest people are also the most drunk."

In Russia, drunks are our kindest people. Our kindest people are also the most drunk.

"Sabe, às vezes sinto uma coisa no coração... Parece-me que para onde que vá se encontram camaradas, todos ardem no mesmo fogo, todos são alegres, bons, simpáticos. Compreendem-se uns aos outros sem palavras... Vivem todos em harmonia, e em cada peita canta a sua canção. Todas as canções, como regatos, correm e fundem-se num só rio, e esse rio corre, amplo e livre, para o mar das claras alegrias de uma vida nova."

"The great companies did not know that the line between hunger and anger is a thin line. And money that might have gone to wages went for gas, for guns, for agents and spies, for blacklists, for drilling. On the highways the people moved like ants and searched for work, for food. And the anger began to ferment"

"Dotados de recursos que noutra época estiveram reservados à Divina Providência, alteraram o regime das chuvas, apressaram o ciclo das colheitas, tiraram o rio donde sempre tinha estado e puseram-no com as suas pedras brancas e as suas correntes geladas no outro extremo da povoação, atrás do cemitério"

"Na sexta-feira, antes que alguém se levantasse, voltou a vigiar a aparência da Natureza, até que não teve a menor dúvida de que continuava a ser segunda-feira."

"The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat."