February 2012
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“I am fifty years old and I have never known what it is to love. I can write those words, know them to be true, but feel only the regret that a tone-deaf man must feel because he can’t appreciate music, a regret less keen because it is for something never known, not for something lost.” ― P.D. James, The Children of Men (1992)
“That was what happened to a man in the end: the stuffy room, the wakeful children, the Saturday night movements from the other bed. Was there no escape-anywhere-for anyone? It was worth murdering a world.”
— Graham Greene, Brighton Rock (1938)
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I kind of feel sorry for a girl at work who is also my friend. She’s very cheerful and talkative, so imagine how annoying it is for her working in an office where they don’t have the radio on and where they sit in silence throughout much of the day.
She has to work under an incredibly miserable woman, who is never happy, who never really talks or takes part in anything with the other members of...
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“As the moments passed he could almost sense himself drifting farther and farther from her. In a way he almost regretted having found her at all.”
— Richard Matheson, I Am Legend (1954)
“A stranger: the word meant nothing to her: there was no place in the world where she felt a stranger.”
— Graham Greene, Brighton Rock (1938)
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