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pg.8
"How rarely did other peoples faces take of you and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought. "

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pg.6 "It's fine work. Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan."

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Page 17
"Hey." She said. "That mans thinking!

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pg.5
''He saw himself in her eyes , suspended in two shining drops of bright water, himself dark and tiny, in fine detail, the lines about his mouth, everything there, as if her eyes were two miraculous bits of violet amber that might capture and hold him intact.''

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page 5 "do you read any of the books you burn?" he laughed "that`s against the law!"

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pg. 19
"What a shame," she said. "You're not in love with anyone."
"Yes, I am!"
"It doesn't show."
"I am very much in love!" He tried to conjure up a face to fit the words, but there was no face. "I am!"

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pg 21: "How odd, How strange. And my wife thirty and yet you seem so much older at times. I can't get over it."

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Page 20. "The psychiatrist want s to know why i go out and hike around in the forests and watch the birds and collect butterflies."

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page 9 bottom paragraph
"He was not happy. He said the words to himself. He recognized this as the true state of affairs. He wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across the lawn with the mask and there was no way of going to knock on her door and ask for it back."

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page 9: "Why he thought, now that i think of it, she almost seemed to be waiting for me there, in the street, so damned late at night..."

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pg. 20
"they want to know what I do with all my time. I tell them that sometimes i just sit and think. But I won't tell them what."

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pg 25
"what does the Hound think about down there at nights? Is it coming alive on us, really? It makes me cold."
"It doesn't think anything we don't want it to think."

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Pg. 20
"And sometimes, I tell them, I like to put my head back, like this, and let the rain fall in my mouth It tastes just like wine."

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Page 9, paragraph 1:
"How immense a figure she was on the stage before him; what a shadow she threw on the wall with her slender body! He felt that if his eye itched, she might blink. And if the muscles of his jaws stretched imperceptibly, she would yawn long before he would."

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"He felt that the stars had been pulverized by the sound of the black jets and that in the morning would be covered with their dust like a strange snow." - Pages 11 & 12

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Pg. 8
"of course i'm happy, what does she think? i'm not?"