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"That's what's so illogical, you know, about being a Smurf. What's the point of living if you don't have a dick?"--"Donnie Darko"
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"Marcia...[was] a militant noncomformist of staggering self-certainty much given to sarcasm and calculatedly apocalyptic pronouncements designed to bring discomfort to the lords of the earth."--American Pastoral
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"I don't want to leave it up to a child to decide to eat Jesus. I have the highest regard for whatever you do, but my grandchild is not going to eat Jesus. I'm sorry."--American Pastoral
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  "There's the whole difference in the world," he said, "between the actual sensual being, and the vicious mental-deliberate profligacy our lot goes in for. In our night-time, there's always the electricity switched on, we watch ourselves, we get it all in the head, really. You've got to lapse out before you can know what sensual reality is, lapse into unknowingness, and give up your volition. You've got to do it. You've got to learn not-to-be, before you can come into being.
  "But we have got such a conceit of ourselves--that's where it is. We are so conceited, and so unproud. We've got no pride, we're all conceit, so conceited in our own paper-mache realised selves. We'd rather die than give up our little self-righteous self-opinionated self-will."--Women In Love
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  "Do you hear how they squeak?"
  "Sir?"
  "My legs. My thin, vitreous legs."
  "Sir, I am aware the general is having trouble with his legs, but I submit, with all due respect, sir"--a little louder than a whisper now--"this is not the time to concentrate on such matters."
  "You think this is some kind of joke, don't you, lieutenant? But if your legs were made of glass, you'd understand. I can't go into shore. That's exactly what Kemal is banking on! To have me stand up and shatter my legs to pieces."--Middlesex
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"The reward of sin is death."--Doctor Faustus
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  "Imagine a Carthage sown with salt, and all the sowers are gone, and the seeds lain however long in the earth, till there rose finally in vegetable profusion leaves and trees of rime and brine. What flowering would there be in such a garden? Light would force each salt calyx to open in prisms, and to fruit heavily with bright globes of water--peaches and grapes are little more than that, and where the world was salt there would be greater need of slaking. For need can blossom into all the compensation it requires. To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing--the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again. Though we dream and hardly know it, longing, like an angel, fosters us, smooths our hair, and brings us wild strawberries."--Housekeeping
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  "These kinds of lovers therefore love most unluckily, for either they never come by their covetings, which is a great unluckiness, or else if they do come by them, they find they come by their hurt and end their miseries with other greater miseries, for both in the beginning and middle of this love, there is never other thing felt but afflictions, torments, griefs, pining, travail, so that to be wan, vexed with continual tears and sighs, to live with a discontented mind, to be always dumb, or to lament, to covet death, in conclusion to be most unlucky, are the properties which, they say, belong to lovers."--The Book of the Courtier
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  "The Uniform Brain Death Act (UBDA) attempted to provide a consistent definition of brain death that all states could use so that, for instance, a patient could not be dead in New Jersey, be taken across the George Washington Bridge, and be declared resurrected and alive in New York."--Classic Cases in Medical Ethics

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"We're here to screw with students' minds. We've been doing it for years. Haven't you noticed?"--Professor K. Tompkins

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"Which way I fly is Hell; my self am Hell."--Paradise Lost

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"Solamen miseris, socios habuisse doloris--It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in distress."

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"I've got to read it again because my mind is just a piece of shit this morning."--Winnebago Man

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Forgiveness is the fragrance of the violet which still clings fast to the heel that crushed it.-- Russian proverb