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William Faulkner

As I Lay Dying

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  • Ara Sandíaцитирует6 месяцев назад
    And when I knew that I had Cash, I knew that living was terrible and that this was the answer to it. T
  • Ara Sandíaцитирует6 месяцев назад
    . He is my cross and he will be my salvation. He will save me from, the water and from the fire. Even though I have laid down my life, he will save me."
  • Ara Sandíaцитирует6 месяцев назад
    I gave Anse the children. I did not ask for them
  • Ara Sandíaцитирует6 месяцев назад
    When he was born I knew that motherhood was invented by someone who had to have a word for it because the ones that had the children didn't care whether there was a word for it or not.
  • Ara Sandíaцитирует6 месяцев назад
    . I would look forward to the times when they faulted, so I could whip them. When the switch fell I could feel it upon my flesh; when it welted and ridged it was my blood that ran, and I would think with each blow of the switch: Now you are aware of me Now I am something in your secret and selfish life, who have marked your blood with my own for ever and ever.
  • Ara Sandíaцитирует7 месяцев назад
    Are you going to tell pa are you going to kill him?"
  • jamaggцитирует3 года назад
    CASH tried but she fell off and Darl jumped going under he went under and Cash hollering to catch her and I hollering running and hollering and Dewey Dell hollering at me Vardaman you
  • Gina Castañónцитирует3 года назад
    Warmish-cool, with a faint taste like the hot July wind in cedar trees smells.
  • Gina Castañónцитирует3 года назад
    “But those rich town ladies can change their minds. Poor folks can’t.”
  • Liamцитирует4 года назад
    Cash's face is also gravely composed; he and I look at one another with long probing looks, looks that plunge unimpeded through one another's eyes and into the ultimate secret place where for an instant Cash and Darl crouch flagrant and unabashed in all the old terror and the old foreboding, alert and secret and without shame. When we speak our voices are quiet, detached.
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