'O.K., Marlowe,' I said to myself, 'you're a tough guy. You've been zapped twice, choked, beaten silly with a gun, shot in the arm until you'r...
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The new American finds his challenge and his love in the traffic-choked streets, skies nested in smog, choking with the acids of industry, the screech of rubber and houses leashed in against one another while the town lets wither a time and die.
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I believe that every human being is potentially capable within his 'limits' of fully 'realizing' his potentialities; that this, his being cheated and choked of it, is infinitely the ghastliest, commonest, and most inclusive of all the crimes of which the human world can assure itself.
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The truth is, laughter always sounds more perfect than weeping. Laughter flows in a violent riff and is effortlessly melodic. Weeping is often fought, choked, half strangled, or surrendered to with humiliation.
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Cattle dragged and choked...Knocking ‘em four, five, ten times. Every now and then when they’re stunned they come back to life, and they’re up there agonizing. They’re supposed to be restunned but sometimes they aren’t and they’ll go through the skinning process alive. I’ve worked in four large [slaughterhouses] and a bunch of small ones. They’re all the same. If people were to see this, they’d probably feel really bad about it. But in a packing house everybody gets so used to it that it doesn’t mean anything.
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The untrodden path is choked by the weeds of tradition. Be not afraid to cut through.
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But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not because we will.
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Blinkin: Oh if only your mother were here. Robin: She's dead? Blinkin: Oh, she died of phemonia while,while you were away. Robin: My brothers? Blinkin: Killed by the plague Robin: My dog Pongo? Blinkin: Hit by a carriage. Robin: My goldfish Goldie? Blinkin: Eaten by the cat. Robin: My cat? Blinkin: Choked on the goldfish. Oh isn't it great to be home, master Robin?
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