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But he knew he was immoderate -- worse than that, temporarily deranged. ['Herzog']
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иногда, стереть хочется всю свою жизнь, час за часом, радость за радостью, поступок за поступком. "извините, не получилось". ‎· кириллицорука
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и шуточки и остроты и подколки, и метафоры, и puns и каламбуры, и цитаты и строчки, и портреты и имена и даты. ‎· кириллицорука
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и профиль и щетину и мешки под глазами, и морщины, и шрамы и пол-фаланги среднего пальца, и ресницы и волосы. ‎· кириллицорука
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в Герцоге все написано -- It was enough to make a man pray to God to remove this great, bone-breaking burden of selfhood and self-development, give himself, a failure, back to the species for a primitive cure. к кольчецам спущусь и усоногим. ‎· кириллицорука
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But in the morning she would have liked him to disappear. And he was not used to this; he was used to being a favourite. ‎· кириллицорука
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'What makes you think I intend to have a lifelong affair with you? I want some action.' ‎· кириллицорука
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I bind others to my feelings, and opress them. ‎· кириллицорука
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He fought the insidious blight of nostalgia in New York -- softening, heart-rotting emotions, black spots, sweet for one moment but leaving a dangerous acid residue. ‎· кириллицорука
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дай почитать пожалуйста ‎· liquidgold
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боюсь только нескоро -- я очень, очень медленно читаю и вообще, и сейчас в частности. просто цежу понемногу. и это будет очень изношенный, мною лично залитый портвейном paperback .) ‎· кириллицорука
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Yes, he was capable of killing her. And yet, while filled with horrible rage, he was able also to shave and dress, to be the citizen on the town for an evening of pleasure, groomed, scented, and his face sweetened for kisses. ‎· кириллицорука
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He wondered at times whether he didn't belong to a class of people secretly convinced they had an arrangement with fate; in return for docility or ingenuous good will they were to be shielded from the worst brutalities of life. ‎· кириллицорука
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Gave him strength to carry a heavy-buttocked woman to the bed. Oh, yes -- still in fleeting moments the young and glossy stud -- such as he really had never been. ‎· кириллицорука
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что-то густо сегодня. ‎· кириллицорука
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He continued shaving, like a blind man, by touch and by sound, the sound of bristle and blade. ‎· кириллицорука
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так это "Херцог" Сола Беллоу, is that right? ‎· liquidgold
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@liquidgold -- да. все что по-английски, то есть, это из нее. а ты что сначала подумала? .) ‎· кириллицорука
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я ничего не подумала, я уточнила. вот заказала себе на амазончике ‎· liquidgold
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эх. только я придумал что надо тебе подарить ее, а @squadette Lighthousekeeping. ‎· кириллицорука
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Why, to get laid is actually socially constructive and useful, an act of citizenship. ‎· кириллицорука
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He inhaled the odors of stone, of urine, bitterly tonic, the smells of rust and of lubricants, felt the presence of a current of urgency, speed, of infinite desire, possibly related to the drive within himself, his own streaming nervous vitality. ‎· кириллицорука
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полного текста оригинала сверху сети нет, прежде чем набрать руками пробую найти друга-цитировавшего; попадаю в разные увлекательные места типа такого http://oldroads.org/blog/2009/09/through-new-york-city-with-h... на этот раз. ‎· кириллицорука
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Strict and literal truthfulness was a trivial game and might even be a disagreeable neurotic affliction. ‎· кириллицорука
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напомнило (извините): "He could hear sounds from all over London, a murmuring. And as he listened, it resolved itself into its components, cars and arguments and music. He felt as if the music was everywhere, all around him, a hundred different rhythms in counterpoint, a tapestry being woven underneath him." и всякое такое ‎· liquidgold
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ага, а это откуда? ‎· кириллицорука
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оттуда же откуда и это http://squadette.livejournal.com/164571.html (лучшая эротическая сцена ever, 'Heal me, he thought'), и вот этот проход http://squadette.livejournal.com/161559.html, и вот этот http://squadette.livejournal.com/249497.html :) ‎· liquidgold
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"Abcities existed as long as the cities. Each dreams the other. ...If you are brave enough to try, you might be able to catch a train from UnLondon to Parisn't, or No York, or Helsunki, or Lost Angeles, or Sans Francisco, or Hong Gone, or Romeless " ‎· liquidgold
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Moses had learned from Madeleine that when a woman was done with a man she was done with him utterly. ‎· кириллицорука
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He clasped Ramona closer, felt that she was swelling, bursting, heart in the body, body in the tight-fitting red dress. ‎· кириллицорука
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She sensed that he was strongly agitated, missed his habitual vagueness, the proud air of abstraction in which M. E. Herzog, Ph. D., had once been clothed. ‎· кириллицорука
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кочегар Мапкин и кочегар Редьюскин ‎· псы в рапиде
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имелся ввиду скорее машинист Мапин и кочегар Редьюскин ‎· кириллицорука
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Is this, by chance, the reality you have been looking for, Herzog, in your earnest Herzog way? Down in the ranks with other people -- ordinary life? By yourself you can't determine which reality is real. Any philosopher can tell you it's based, like all rational judgement, on common proof. Only this particular way of doing it was perverse. But it was only human. You burn the house to roast the pig. It was the way humankind always roasted pigs. ‎· кириллицорука
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Whereas a man like me has shown the arbitrary withdrawal of proud subjectivity from the collective and historical progress of mankind. And that is true of lower-class boys and girls who adopt the aesthetic mode, the mode of rich sensibility. Seeking to sustain their own version of existence under the crushing weight of mass. ‎· кириллицорука
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Thanks to Ramona he had no need to be greatly envious, but a little envy of the young was quite natural too. ‎· кириллицорука
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Those strange lights, Herzog's brown eyes, so often overlaid with the film or protective chitin of melancholy, the by-product of his labouring brain, shone again. ‎· кириллицорука
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I am lying in a hammock, chin on breast, hands clasped, mind jammed with thoughts, agitated, yes, but also cheerful, and I know you value cheerfulness -- true cheerfulness, not the seeming sanguinity of Epicureans, nor the strategic buoyancy of the heartbroken. ‎· кириллицорука
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[x] strategic buoyancy of the heartbroken. ‎· кириллицорука
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The knowledge that he was done with these letters. Whatever had come over him during these last months, the spell, really seemed to be passing, really going. ‎· кириллицорука
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over, one of the most lasting and intense reading experiences in my life. хочется сказать спасибо за компанию но, строго говоря, некому. ‎· кириллицорука
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