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I am the mouth that represents the People’s Republic of Chin

A Story That Talks about Talking Is Like Chatter to Chattering Teeth, and Every Set of Dentures Can Attest to the Fact That No..

I went to the mountains, but they were closed. Apparently I wasn’t on Mountain Time.

A Story That Talks about Talking Is Like Chatter to Chattering Teeth, and Every Set of Dentures Can Attest to the Fact That No..

Isolated, she managed somehow to feel free—albeit with a freedom that made her want to smash a hole in the very center of the universe.

Sybil: The Classic True Story of a Woman Possessed by Sixteen Personalities

God help me! I am small and alone but I must help them; and I most not waste a moment, because every moment another soul dies.

The Survivors: The Story of the Belsen Remnant

No sentía sed ni hambre. No sentía nada, aparte de una indeferencia general por la vida y la muerte. Pensé que me estaba muriendo. Y esa idea me llenó de una extraña y oscura esperanza.

The Story of a Shipwrecked Sailor

We've got to make change our national pastime and hold protests more regularly than weekend parties.

Steam Drills, Treadmills and Shooting Stars - a story of our times -

The Earth was singing her revolution. She was calling her brave men and women to her defense.

Steam Drills, Treadmills and Shooting Stars - a story of our times -

I appeal for cessation of hostilities, not because you are too exhausted to fight, but because war is bad in essence. You want to kill Nazism. You will never kill it by its indifferent adoption.

The Story of My Experiments With Truth

An untold story has a weight that can submerge you, sure as a sunken ship at the bottom of the ocean. I learned that. This kind of story, this kind of things kept secrets -they have the power to keep your head in forever, and most of all for yourself...

Stay

Betrayal clearly has its own reward: the small deep human satisfaction of having one up on someone else. It is the psychology of the mistress, and this regime used it as fuel.

Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall

There are no people who are whole" he says. "Everyone has issues of their own to deal with. Mine might be a little harder, but the main thing is how on deals with them.

Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall

We don't catch hold of an idea, rather the idea catches hold of us and enslaves us and whips us into the arena so that we, forced to be gladiators, fight for it.

Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall

Miriam is upset. Her voice is stretched and I can't look at her. Perhaps they beat something out of her she didn't get back.

Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall

The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp...

Tolkien on Fairy-stories

By deciding what is, and is not, allowed to be discussed in a review, by removing discussion of social context, and saying that only the words on the page count, Goodreads is ignoring fifty years of development of literary criticism, and is engaging ...

Off-Topic: The Story of an Internet Revolt

Humanity seems doomed to do more evil than good. The greatest ideal on earth is human love.

The Pianist: The Extraordinary Story of One Man's Survival in Warsaw, 1939-45

And suddenly solitude fell across his heart like a dusty reflection. He closed his eyes. The dark doors within him opened and he entered. The next performance in the theater of Grenouille's soul was beginning.

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

When they finally did dare it, at first with stolen glances and then candid ones, they had to smile. They were uncommonly proud. For the first time they had done something out of Love.

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

He lay in his stony crypt like his own corpse, hardly breathing, his heart hardly beating - and yet lived as intensively and dissolutely as ever a rake had lived in the wide world outside.

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

Like all stories of creators who bring life from the dead, his story began with a struggling butcher, who chased a gray cat, caught it, took off its studded collar, and slit its throat.

The People of Paper

We can only feel sorry for ourselves when our misfortunes are still supportable. Once this limit is crossed, the only way to bear the unbearable is to laugh at it.

Persepolis 2: The Story of a Return