salvation is for the feeble, that's what I think. I don't want salvation, I want life, all of life, the miserable as well as the superb.

She felt as if, while working and sleeping and working and sleeping, she’d aged so rapidly that she’d passed Emile and caught up with her parents.

Common sense is a chaotic aggregate of disparate conceptions, and one can find there anything that one like.

... es inútil seguir luchando más tiempo; da igual que me salte la tapa de los sesos, todo está terminado. - Es la última tontería que hay que hacer - dijo Athos -, dado que es la única que no tiene remedio.

Written By Alexandre Dumas

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