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"Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton. Do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it meant a lot to Cohn. He cared nothing for boxing, in fact he disliked it, but he learned it painfully and thoroughly to counteract the feeling of inferiority and shyness he had felt on being treated as a Jew at Princeton. There was a certain inner comfort in knowing he could knock down anybody who was snooty to him, although, being very shy and a thoroughly nice boy, he never fought except in the gym."

"The Sun Also Rises" by Ernest Hemingway.

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"I will call them my people, which were not my people; and her beloved, which was not beloved"

124 WAS SPITEFUL. Full of a baby's venom. The women in the house knew it and so did the children. For years each put up with the spite in his own way, but by 1873 Sethe and her daughter Denver were its only victims. The grandmother, Baby Suggs, was dead, and the sons Howard and Buglar, had run away by the time they were thirteen years old-as soon as merely looking in a mirror shattered it (that was the signal for Buglar); as soon as two tiny hand prints appeared in the cake (that was it for Howard).

Beloved - Toni Morrison

"Dear Sarah,
It was spring when we went to see my brother off.
He and his girlfriends were waiting at the airport
when we arrived - yes, he had lots of girlfriends
back then - and they were all decked out like
flowers. The sky was marvelously clear...

The flood of memories that streamed over me when this draft of an old letter emerged from the depths of one of my drawers was so powerful that for a few moments I stopped cleaning and just sat still. I read through the English text again and again, speaking the words aloud.

The letter was addressed to a young woman Yoshihiro had dated when he was in high school. Her name was Sarah, and she'd come to Japan as a student. Yoshihiro was my older brother - he'd died a year ago. Almost as soon as Sarah went back to Boston, Yoshihiro had begun talking about how he wanted to see what it was like to live in some other country, saying stuff like that, and then one day he just chased off after her, hardly giving a moment's thought to what he was doing. He worked various part-time jobs there and fooled around doing a little of this and a little of that, and didn't come home for almost a year."

Begynnelsen på "Night and Night's Travelers", den første av de tre langnovellene i "Asleep" av Banana Yoshimoto, en fantastisk forfatter.

I min nu flerårige stilling som rettstjener har jeg ikke kunnet unngå å få et visst overblikk over livet. Den omflakkende og varierte tilværelse jeg har ført, den alder jeg har nådd, og den uhyre mengde av forskjelligartede mennesker jeg har truffet; kort sagt: det umåtelige erfaringsgods jeg har samlet i tidens løp, er blitt filtert og avklaret under de siste års daglige nærvær i retten.

Frihetens øyeblikk av Jens Bjørneboe.