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For after all, why do we go on fighting? If we die for democracy then we must be one of the democracies. Let the rest fight with us, if that is the case. But the most powerful of them, the only one that could save us, chooses to bide its time. Very good. That is its right. But by so doing, that democracy signifies that we are fighting for ourselves alone. And we go on fighting despite the assurance that we have lost the war. Why, then, do we go on dying? Out of despair? But there is no despair. You know nothing about defeat if you think there is room in it for despair. There is a verity that is higher than the pronouncements of the intelligence. There is a thing which pierces and governs us and which cannot be grasped by the intelligence. A tree has no language. We are a tree. There are truths which are evident, though not to be put into words. I do not die in order to obstruct the path of the invasion, for there is no shelter upon which I can fall back with those I love. I do not die to preserve my honor, since I deny that my honor is at stake, and I challenge the jurisdiction of my judge. Nor do I die out of desperation. ↗
Esse amor sem fim, onde andará? Que eu busco tanto e nunca está E não me sai do pensamento Sempre, sempre longe Esse amor tão lindo que se esconde Nos confins do não sei onde Vive em mim além do tempo Longe, longe, onde? Por que não me surges nessa hora Como um sol Como o sol no mar Quando vem a aurora Esse amor que o amor me prometeu E que até hoje não me deu Por que não está ao lado meu? Esse amor sem fim, onde andará? Esse amor, meu amor, Onde andará? ↗
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I need to pull away from this - She gestured between them languidly - "because When I'm with you, I lose my balance. I don't feel calm and happy. She leaned forward, and Kane swallowed down his immediate urge to leap across the table and crush her thin lips under his. "When I am with you," Claire said, her accent rolling through the words like thunder, "I am a starving lion, raging at my captivity. ↗
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Art finds her own perfection within, and not outside of, herself. She is not to be judged by any external standard of resemblance. ↗
Anyone have some mints or some gum?" Bonnie asked. No one did, and she turned to Joe Hill Conley. She scrutinized him a moment, then, using her fingers, combed his part over to the left side. "That looks better," she said. Nearly two decades later, the little hair he has left remains parted by Bonnie's invisible hand. ↗
Her eyes travel down to where he's gripping the handle of her suitcase. "What're you doing?" she asks, blinking at him. "You looked like you needed some help." Hadley just stares at him. "And this way it's perfectly legal," he adds with a grin. ↗
