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Gold and White
High in a white palace the king's daughter, the golden girl

Golden Jorden

Daisy's white girlhood
Yellow
Yellow cocktail music

yellow car
Blue
Blue lawn

Blue smoke

Eckleburg's blue eyes
Grey
Wilson's face covered with grey ash - lifeless
Green dock
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I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
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Looking at his wife as one looks at a valuable piece of personal property which has suffered some damage
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She says a wedding is one of the most lamentable spectacles on earth.
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Women, my dear friend, is a very peculiar and delicate organism
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[Daisy] was appalled by West Egg ... appalled by its raw vigor. She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand
I+
I would give up the unessential; I would give my money, I would give my life for my children; but I wouldn't give myself.
III
(Everyone suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine:) I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.
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I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life
III+
(I have a sympathetic chord with him;) I know, by instinct, his reserve springs from an aversion to showy displays of feeling
III
(He evidently wished no repetition of my intrusion. I shall go, notwithstanding.)
It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him
III
A perfect misanthropist's Heaven (- and Mr.Heathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us.) A capital fellow!
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My love for Linton is like foliage in the woods - time will change it (...) My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath. (...) Nelly, I am Heathcliff
III+
I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?
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it occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well.
III
(The old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors' eyes - ) a fresh, green breast of the new world.
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('Even that's a lie,' said Tom savagely. 'She didn't know you were alive. Why--) there're things between Daisy and me that you'll never know, things that neither of us can ever forget.' The words seemed to bite physically into Gatsby.
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Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.
I+
Orthodoxy is unconsciousness
I+
At a very early life she had apprehended instinctively the dual life--that outward existence which conforms, the inward life which questions
III
She says a wedding is one of the most lamentable spectacles on earth
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You have pretensions Madame (...) Dare and defy
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[Edna] reminded [Dr. Mandelet] of some beautiful, sleek animal waking up in the sun
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I love you. Good-by—because I love you
III
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four.
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Your worst enemy [...] was your own nervous system. At any moment the tension inside you was liable to translate itself into some visible symptom.
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To die hating them, that was freedom
III
But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.
III+
Their (the creoles) freedom of expression was incomprehensible to her
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He found that he had committed himself to the following of a grail
III
(He put his hands in his coat pockets and turned back eagerly to his scrutiny of the house, as though my presence marred) the sacredness of the vigil. (So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight — watching over nothing.)
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I married him because I thought he was a gentleman...I thought he knew something about breeding, but he wasn't fit to lick my shoe.
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I wish I had light hair and a fair skin, and was dressed,and behaved as well, and had a chance of being as rich as he will be!
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It is no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing
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I've a pleasure in him! If he were a born fool I should not enjoy it half as much, He'll never be able to emerge from his bathos of coarseness, and ignorance.
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He's mine, and I want the triumph of seeing my descendent fairly lord of their estates
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I began to have a feeling of defiance, of scornful solidarity between me and Gatsby against them all
II+
The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.
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I know you have treated me infernally, if you fancy I'll suffer unrevenged, I'll convince you of the contrary!
III
He's not a human being. I gave him my heart and he took and pinched it to death
III
however miserable you make us, we shall still have the revenge of thinking that your cruelty arises from your greater misery.
III
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
III
(It would not matter if they killed you at once. To be killed was what you expected. But before death (nobody spoke of such things, yet everybody knew of them) there was the routine of confession that had to be gone through:)
the grovelling on the floor and screaming for mercy, the crack of broken bones, the smashed teeth, and bloody clots of hair.
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If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—for ever.
III
Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes, no heroes, he thought over and over as he writhed on the floor, clutching uselessly at his disabled left arm.
III
We shall squeeze you empty and then we shall fill you with ourselves.
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Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation. Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.
III
There will be no loyalty, except loyalty towards the Party. There will be no love, except the love of Big Brother. There will be no laughter, except the laugh of triumph over a defeated enemy.
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If you are a man, Winston, you are the last man. Your kind is extinct.
III
The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing. The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace
III
(She grew daring and reckless, overestimating her strength. She wanted to swim far out,) where no woman had swum before
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(In the first dream, Lockwood is at a chapel, after he spoke out against the service, the whole chapel turns against him.)
Every man's hand was against his neighbour.
Gothic romanticism
I+
The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
III
Here comes a candle to light you to bed / Here comes a chopper to chop off your head!
III
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