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“I know you are a fool, but just what kind of fool are you going to be?”

“Turned twenty true enough yet still a child, still living in that womb-like corridor where the world came not even as a living echo but as a dead incomprehensible shadow, where with the quiet and unclaimed amazement of a child I watched the miragy antics of men and women…called honor, principle, marriage, love, bereavement, death.”

“Better sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian”

Putting this down after 7 pages. New record and my first donation to a little free library.

“Subconsciously there are many people you hate.”

“Consciously, sir, consciously,” Yossarian corrected in an effort to help.

“Misery depresses you. Ignorance depresses you… You know, it wouldn’t surprise me if you’re a manic-depressive!”

“Yes, sir. Perhaps I am.”

“Don’t try to deny it.”

“I thought you said there was something wrong. Everything seems okay. Everything is all right.”
Yossarian’s heart sank. Something was terribly wrong if everything was all right and they had no excuse for turning back.

"We'll have a fair fight," he explained officially to Hungry Joe and the cat after he had carried them both outside, stll holding them apart by the scruffs of their necks. "Fists, fangs and claws. But no guns," he warned Hungry Joe. "And no spitting" he warned the cat sternly. "When I turn you both loose, go. Break clean in the clinches and come back fighting. Go!"

"Of course I put laundry soap in the sweet potatoes," Corporal Snark admitted to Yossarian. "That's what you asked me to do, isn't it?
Laundry soap is the best way."
"He swears to God he didn't have a thing to do with it," Yossarian reported back to Milo.
Milo pouted dubiously. "Dunbar says there is no God."

“The only official documents that interested him were those occasional ones pertaining to the unfortunate second lieutenant who had been killed [...] it would be safest to report him as never having reported to the squadron at all, and the occasional documents relating to him dealt with the fact that he seemed to have vanished into thin air, which, in one way, was exactly what did happen to him.”

"Men," Colonel Cargill began in Yossarian's squadron, measuring his pauses carefully. "You're American officers. The officers of no other army in the world can make that statement. Think about it.”

“She was a nice girl, simple and true, and tremendously frightened of sex. I told her it was beautiful. I wanted to prove this to her. She let me prove it, but I was too impatient and proved nothing. She sighed in the dark.”

"Gonna Lay in the grass, open an' honest with anybody that'll have me. Gonna cuss an' swear an' hear the poetry of folks talkin'. All that's holy, all thats what I didn' understan. All them things is the good things."

" ‘I was a preacher… Used to howl out the name of Jesus to glory… But not no more... Ain’t got the call no more. Got a lot of sinful idears but they seem kinda sensible.’

Joad said, ‘You're bound to get idears if you go thinkin' about stuff.’ “

First time I’ve tried dog-earing pages… not sure how I feel about it

Oh man this is a good one

The web of life is strung with so many strands of interest that not infrequently one and the same circumstance may spin the first filament of a new and as yet unrealised happiness along side the reinforcing thread of a present sorrow.

He never once spoke to Odette of the blunder he had made that night; and it was never in his mind. But occasionally, with a careless step of thought, he would trip over the unseen memory of it, which would push it farther into him and cause him a deep stab of pain.

“Nothing would have given M. Vinteuil more pleasure, but he was so intensely polite and scrupulously considerate that he always tried to see things from other people's points of view, and was afraid of being a bore or seeming selfish if he followed his own desires or merely let slip a hint of them.”

"Being thus deprived of the anaesthetic of habit, I would begin to have thoughts and feelings, and they are always fraught with unhappiness."

Holy stream of consciousness

“I’m beginning to fear that this confusion is going to last for a very long time” - Jesus

“For he had in his bosom a spike named Bitterness which could not by words be done away”

Wow this is really good

Chapter 30 was one of the funnier chapters of a book I’ve read. Very good so far

I’m sprinting through it. So so good