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《Here now,》 he said, 《half this gods-dammed company has been drunk for weeks. The twins have been out of their minds on anything that comes in a bottle or a cask. When did they ever try to rape anyone?》 Locke jabbed a finger at Boulidazi. 《This is his fucking fault, nobody else's!》

《Between whatever he'd been drinking and the "adjustments" of the Bondsmagi, Nikoros probably had the free will of a sponge.》

《Oldsters, now, we've had some disappointments. We've set aside the notion that we're the center of the universe, so our minds bend with strain instead of meeting it head-on.》 Coldmarrow.

Winter in Camorr could be pleasant when the sky wasn't pissing like an old man who'd lost command of his bladder.

《I give you the field》, said Chains, 《upon which you two shall fight your mighty battle, wherein one shall stand tall, and the other shall end up with the dishes.》

《I think so》, said Locke, with the neutral tone of a student gingerly accepting a master's assurances on something far beyong personal verification, like the number of angels that could play handball on the edge of a rose petal.

"More than our brother is our chastity" I love when characters speak of themselves in the plural...

O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, With saints dost bait thy hook! How humble of Angelo to say that!...

Spelling mistakes... hasn't someone proofread that book? "Atalyra Road with their daughter" and 3 lines below "rocking back on forth"...

'They're a rotten crowd [...] You're worth the whole damn bunch put together. '

" 'Once in a while I go off on a spree and make a fool of myself, but I always come back, and in my heart I love her all the time.' "You're revolting,' said Daisy." You're fools both of you.

He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes.

'I like large parties. They're so intimate. At small parties they're insn't any privacy.' How logic. Infallible.

'I'm Gatsby', he said suddenly. 'What!' I exclaimed. 'Oh, I beg your pardon.' Poor Nick must feel awfully awkward at that moment...

Children are a consolation for everything - except having children

I am only mildly interested in your magazine, and I am still doing nothing new with language or with form. Thanks for asking me, though.

I am only mildly interested in your magazine, and I am still doing nothing new with language or with form. Thanks for asking me, though.

Finally started this book I've owned for so long! I'm happy I didn't read anything about it all the while, and that I'm just discovering the story as I go :-)

- I mean, just the existence of life, isn't that significant? - In my opinion, it's a highly overrated phenomenon. Mars gets along perfectly without so much as a micro-organism.

Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose.

Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose.

"Nono of you understand. I'm not locked up in here with you. You're locked up in here with me!"