wrote: This book is wild. I am here for it. Only on part 3 so I still have a while to go before it ends.
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wrote: "In a city by the sea which was once called St. petersburg, then Petrograd, then Leningrad, then, much later, St. Petersburg again, there stood a long, thin house on a long, thin street."
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wrote: "When the world was young it knew only seven things: water, life and death, salt, night, birds, and the lenght of an hour."
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wrote: "Intent is trivial."
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wrote: "You cannot be angry with a stove for heating a house. That is what it was built for."
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wrote: "As you swallow the cow's tounge, think for a moment about how strange and holy that is, to devour the tounge of another. To steal from it all its power to speak, to low at the moon, to call to its calf. To be worthy of such food you must guard your own words carefully, speaking only the wise and clever ones, lest your tounge end up likewise, on the plate of a rich man."
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wrote: "Therefore it is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair. At least, one eats better that way. And morality is more dependent on the state of ones stomach than og one's nation."
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wrote: "I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived."
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wrote: "my insides, my property!" "property is theft! Just by sitting there you're stealing from the People, Zemya!"
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wrote: "Perhaps all a Tsaritsa is is a beautiful cold girl in the snow, looking down at something wretched, and not yielding."
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wrote: "Remember this when you're queen, that I went into the dark for you, and scared a old woman half to death."
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wrote: "No, Mashenka. I will not. It will only be an exteneof my will, and it's yours that is the issue. But I will say to you: Blue is for cruel bargains, green is for daring whst you oughtn't; violet is for brute force. I will say to you: Coral coaxes, pink insists, red compels. I will say to you: You are dear to me as an attar of roses. Please, do not get eaten."
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wrote: "Which is the servant: the one who bears his mistress or the one who combs and brushes her mount? It is simple, Marya Morevna, you served me when we first met."
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wrote: "You can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. (...) For a devil, hypocrisy is a parlor game(...)"
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