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My looks by then had in any case declined to the point were only women would go to bed with me.
A human being is primarily a bag for putting food into; the other functions and faculties may be more godlike, but in point of time they come afterwards.
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"Well, my friend, they've hanged you!"
"When are they going to hang me?" asked Yanson distrustfully. The warden meditated a moment.
"Well, you'll have to wait—until they can get together a whole party. It isn't worth bothering for one man, especially for a man like you. It is necessary to work up the right spirit."
For hjertet er livet enkelt: det slår så lenge det kan.
Jesus blir født, men ingen på våre breddegrader gjør noe vesen av det.
All the children at my school are stupid. Except I'm not meant to call them stupid, even though that is what they are.
One's never alone with a rubber duck.
The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature. I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exeeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.
Tenk om et tre veltet og vi var rett under det? sa Nasse Nøff. Tenk om det ikke veltet, sa Brumm, da han hadde tenkt seg om en stund.
"Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before," Bokonon tells us. "He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way."
Ta deg rolig tid
til å være lykkelig.
Tiden er ingen motorvei
mellom vuggen og graven,
men plass
til å parkere i solen.
As your attorney, I advise you to drive at top speed, it'll be a god damn miracle if we can get there before you turn into a wild animal.
As your attorney, I advise you to take a hit out of the little brown bottle in my shaving kit.
You won't need much, just a tiny taste.
As your attorney, I advise you to rent a very fast car with no top.
And you'll need the cocaine.
To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies.
Om kvelden er man sammen. Drikker vin og konjakk og spiller sjakk og lytter til musikk og sier at den er nydelig. Om natten elsker eller sover man. Men om morgenen. Før frokost. Da er man helt alene.
Vi satte oss i stuen alle fire og begynte sporenstreks å kose oss.
It may be doubted whether a 'good' man [..] does, on the average, any more good than a 'bad' man. [..] A 'bad' man is one who is known to smoke and to drink occasionally, and even to say a bad word when someone treads on his toe. His conversation is not always such as could be printed, and he sometimes spends fine Sundays out-of-doors instead of at church. Some of his opinions are subversive; for instance, he may think that if you desire peace you should prepare for peace, not for war. [..] He maintains that what is called 'wrong thinking' is simply thinking, and what is called 'right thinking' is repeating words like a parrot; this gives him a sympathy with all sorts of undesirable cranks. [..] And it is even possible that in the matter of 'morals' he may not conceal his lapses as carefully as a truly virtuous man would do, defending himself by the perverse contention that it is better to be honest than to pretend to set a good example.
"All this happened, more or less"