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Ernest Hemingway

For Whom the Bell Tolls

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  • Timofey Churovцитирует9 дней назад
    The plug has been drawn and the wine has all run out of the skin.
  • Timofey Churovцитирует9 дней назад
    Every one needs to talk to some one," the woman said. "Before we had religion and other nonsense. Now for every one there should be some one to whom one can speak frankly, for all the valor that one could have one becomes very alone."
  • mkцитирует2 года назад
    dipped the cup full
  • mkцитирует2 года назад
    in the off hind foot
  • nataliabakhmutovaцитирует3 года назад
    "The gypsies believe the bear to be a brother to man because he has the same body beneath his hide, because he drinks beer, because he enjoys music and because he likes to dance."
  • nataliabakhmutovaцитирует3 года назад
    All the best ones, when you thought it over, were gay
  • nataliabakhmutovaцитирует3 года назад
    Golz was gay and he had wanted him to be gay too before he left, but he hadn't been.
  • nataliabakhmutovaцитирует3 года назад
    How do you like partizan work?" It was the Russian term for guerilla work behind the lines.
  • Roman Dritsцитирует3 года назад
    From it, from the palm of her hand against the palm of his, from their fingers locked together, and from her wrist across his wrist something came from her hand, her fingers and her wrist to his that was as fresh as the first light air that moving toward you over the sea barely wrinkles the glassy surface of a calm, as light as a feather moved across one’s lip, or a leaf falling when there is no breeze; so light that it could be felt with the touch of their fingers alone, but that was so strengthened, so intensified, and made so urgent, so aching and so strong by the hard pressure of their fingers and the close pressed palm and wrist, that it was as though a current moved up his arm and filled his whole body with an aching hollowness of wanting.
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees.
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