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Still, he doesn’t look back, thinking that that is the way of doom
I think you need to talk to somebody
Sometimes you just know things in a dream
She makes everyone around her crazy
I’ve a good mind to have you bloody prosecuted. I could do you in court
Don’t be cross. Promise you won’t be cross?
I wish I had a house that was all mine
Not everybody can be lucky like you
Those are goats. Only goats bleat
I don’t really have better things to do
They stared at each other in silence for an eternity
O please take me with you! I can’t bear to be left again!
One could not help being charmed and wishing him well in his little adventure
He praised everything except my physical beauty
Not that I know what I am supposed to feel
Are you okay?
He was furious because he could feel his face burning
When the light expired, they slept
The woods were deep, but they were neither peaceful nor quiet
My imagination was just big enough to get me in trouble
Somewhere along the way she’d found time to put on a little makeup
Quite! Enough! Photographs! For one day! Thank you!
Once in a while he talked
The world’s axis turned another notch into his chest
So she threw herself into the organizational problems of managing her children
I have decided to be an actor when I grow up
He went to the window and wanted to cry
And you have never before asked me where I was going when I left the house
So I’m sick of talking about myself, sir
No one goes home empty-handed
Freedom was what they sought. Struggle was what they had lived through
He never spoke anyway, so how could he have said anything wrong?
And then he took one step closer
If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it
Come here. I want to show you something
When night came he just sat, at the foot of a tree
There’re five or six kinds of black. Some silky, some woolly
Through the blast of the gun and the picking of his pocket he slept like a baby
Look out, womens. Here he come. Huh!
He works quickly and with an air of extreme concentration
She was just waiting for him, then they’d walk back to town
Sir, you sort of wish you were in here, don’t you?
It looks as if she’s been waiting there for hours
I might just as well have come down here all by myself
I want to see Africa!
Maybe we’ll go together, the three of us
Gone fishing
Neither one of us knows what to say
Smell this, and if you are hungry eat
She had spread her four membranous wings and flown into the air

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