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3 Yellow highlight | Page: 19 Though the light was rather dim, you could see all the way to the horizon quite clearly, with no atmosphere in the way. A black cliff that looked too regular to be natural stretched from one horizon to the other, passing within a kilometer of us. The ground was obsidian-black,...
3 Yellow highlight | Page: 27 Is it possible that the relationship between humanity and evil is similar to the relationship between the ocean and an iceberg floating on its surface? Both the ocean and the iceberg are made of the same material. That the iceberg seems separate is only because it is in a different...
1 Yellow highlight | Page: 64 world of incomparable refinements still lingered tremulously in porcelain and varnish, yielding an instant of emotion before its dissolution into purest thought. There was no boastfulness, no striving after effect, no concentrated attack upon the feelings of the beholder.
2 Yellow highlight | Page: 44 Wendell leaned and spat. Yessir, he said. I’m ready. He looked at Torbert. You get stopped with that old boy in the turtle just tell em you dont know nothin about it. Tell em somebody must of put him in there while you was havin coffee. Torbert nodded. You and...
55 Yellow highlight | Location: 58 Das Ende der Ideologien, das Ende der mit ihnen verbundenen Träume, sozialistischen wie kapitalistischen, das Ende der allzu optimistischen Utopien, die mit Wissenschaft und Technik in der Moderne des 19. und 20. Jahrhunderts verbunden waren, wirft die Menschen in ungeahntem Maße auf sich selbst zurück. Nichts und niemand, so ahnen...
13 Yellow highlight | Page: 56 I made a dismissive gesture with my right hand. “I’m a creature of neither culture,” I said again. “Neither graced by the naïveté of the unintentional creators, nor cursed by the terrible awareness of their creatures. Yellow highlight | Page: 254 Only the dreamer venoms all his days, Bearing more woe than...
9 Yellow highlight | Page: 146 Lights shone through a thousand holes, here and there becoming colorful rays where they found a colloidal base in floating haze of dust or blood or lubricant. From where Kassad hung, twisting with the lurch and tumble of the ship, he could see a score or more of bodies, naked...
9 Yellow highlight | Location: 102 ’50s. Mongo Beti, Camara Laye and Ferdinand Oyono Yellow highlight | Location: 103 Cyprian Ekwensi, Yellow highlight | Location: 103 People of the City Yellow highlight | Location: 107 Nigerian author, Amos Tutuola, Yellow highlight | Location: 108 The Palm-wine Drinkard Yellow highlight | Location: 111 D. O. Fagunwa (1903–63), Yellow highlight | Location: 146 Turning and turning in the widening gyre...
8 Yellow highlight | Page: 63 WHEN THE SHADOW of the sash appeared on the curtains it was between seven and eight o’clock and then I was in time again, hearing the watch. It was Grandfather’s and when Father gave it to me he said, Quentin, I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire;...
10 Yellow highlight | Page: 115 For this will to deceive that is in things luminous may manifest itself likewise in retrospect and so by sleight of some fixed part of a journey already accomplished may also post men to fraudulent destinies. Yellow highlight | Page: 120 Et In Arcadia Ego. Yellow highlight | Page: 170 In the days to...
