«Мешок с костями» audiokitobidan iqtiboslar, sahifa 17

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Янки. – 1923 год – далекое прошлое, Билл. Со временем люди меняются. – Кое-кто – возможно

Юмор — почти всегда замаскированная злость...

... В конце концов, жизнь - не книга.

I'm always curious about what people are reading; the only better insight into them is the contents of their medicine cabinets, and rummaging through your host's drugs and nostrums is frowned upon by the better class.

Do you know how the sun looks at the end of a hot day in August, all orange and somehow squashed, as if an invisible hand were pushing down on the top of it and at any moment it might just pop like an overfilled mosquito and splatter all over the horizon?

And belief counts for a lot. Too much, maybe, especially if you're imaginative. When an imaginative person gets into mental trouble, the line between seeming and being has a way of disappearing.

Нет такого понятия, как удача. Все определяется лишь судьбой и правильным выбором.

Stick around a little while, and life maybe only jabs at your cheeks and eyes. Stick around a long while and you end up looking like Jake La Motta after a hard fifteen.