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Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or
else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid
they'd bore you or something. Jane was different. We'd get into a goddam movie or
something, and right away we'd start holding hands, and we wouldn't quit till the movie
was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never
even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you
were happy. You really were.

All generalizations are false, including this one.
-- Mark Twain

Biblioteka je misao na hladnom. - Herbert Semjuel

O fredlani gruntibugli Vaše mikturacije jesu mi
ko plurdlani garblikoči i lurdgni sni.
Grupe, zazivam Ti svoje puntovane turlingdrome.
I huptozno da dranglaš me krinklim bindlvurdlama
il' da te bacim međ gobervarte svojim blarglgnječuronom
čuvaj se ako te ne!

VALER: Upamtite, Žače, vi i vama slični, da je sto prepun jela razbojnička pećina, da kod onoga koji hoće da se pokaže prijatelj svojih gostiju treba da vlada umerenost u jelu što ga iznosi; i da prema jednoj staroj mudroj izreci, čovek treba da jede da bi živeo, a ne da živi da bi jeo.
HARPAGON: Oo! Kako je to lepo kazano! Priđi da te zagrlim za tu reč. To je najlepša izreka koju sam čuo u svom životu. Čovek treba da živi da bi jeo, a ne da jede da bi ži... ne nije tako. Kako ono ti kažeš?
VALER: Čovek treba da jede da bi živeo, a ne da živi da bi jeo.
HARPAGON: Jeste. (Žaku) Jesi li čuo? (Valeru) Koji je to veliki čovek rekao?
VALER: Ne sećam se više njegova imena.
HARPAGON: Seti se da mi napišeš te reči: hoću da ih zlatnim slovima urežem nad kaminom u trpezariji.
VALER: Nemajte brige. A što se tiče vaše večere, pustite samo mene: ja ću urediti sve kako valja.
HARPAGON: Dobro. Primam.

You can never know everything and part of what you know is always wrong. Perhaps even the most important part. A portion of wisdom lies in knowing that. A portion of courage lies in going on anyway.

She was having a helluva time tightening her skate. She didn't have any gloves on
or anything and her hands were all red and cold. I gave her a hand with it. Boy, I hadn't
had a skate key in my hand for years. It didn't feel funny, though. You could put a skate
key in my hand fifty years from now, in pitch dark, and I'd still know what it is. She
thanked me and all when I had it tightened for her. She was a very nice, polite little kid.
God, I love it when a kid's nice and polite when you tighten their skate for them or
something. Most kids are. They really are. I asked her if she'd care to have a hot
chocolate or something with me, but she said no, thank you. She said she had to meet her
friend. Kids always have to meet their friend. That kills me.

I was the only one left in the tomb then. I sort of liked it, in a way. It was so nice
and peaceful. Then, all of a sudden, you'd never guess what I saw on the wall. Another
"F*ck you." It was written with a red crayon or something, right under the glass part of
the wall, under the stones.
That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful,
because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not
looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "F*ck you" right under your nose. Try it
sometime. I think, even, if I ever die, and they stick me in a cemetery, and I have a
tombstone and all, it'll say "Holden Caulfield" on it, and then what year I was born and
what year I died, and then right under that it'll say "F*ck you." I'm positive, in fact.

Pozivam za svjedoka vreme, početak i svršetak svega; da je svaki čovjek uvijek na gubitku.

„I zapamti da je to zauvek. Uvek će biti tog lica po kome treba gaziti. Jeretik, neprijatelj društva, uvek će postojati da bismo ga mogli ponovo pobeđivati i ponižavati. Sve kroza šta si prošao otkako si nam dopao u ruke — sve će se to nastaviti, i to još gore. Špijuniranja, izdaje, hapšenja, mučenja, pogubljenja, nestajanja, neće nikad prestati. Taj svet će biti svet straha isto koliko i trijumfa. Što bude jača, Partija će biti bezobzirnija; što je slabiji otpor, to je jači despotizam. Goldštajn i njegove jeresi živeće večito. Svakog dana, svakog trenutka, biće poražavane, obezvređivane, ismevane, popljuvane – a ipak će uvek preživljavati. Ova drama koju sam s tobom igrao sedam godina odigravaće se opet i opet, generaciju za generacijom, uvek u sve suptilnijem obliku. Uvek ćemo imati jeretika pred sobom, prepuštenog nama na milost i nemilost, koji vrišti od bola, slomljen, dostojan prezira — i koji će se na kraju potpuno pokajati, spasen od samog sebe, koji će od svoje volje puziti do naših stopa. To je svet koji pripremamo, Vinstone. Svet pobede za pobedom, trijumfa za trijumfom; beskrajnog pritiskanja, pritiskanja, pritiskanja na živac moći. Vidim da počinješ da shvataš kako će taj svet izgledati. Ali na kraju ćeš prevazići golo shvatanje. Prihvatićeš ga i postati deo njega.