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1. "Contentedly sat the old woman. Soon now, the sea would hold no terrors, and the blinds wouldn't have to be down, nor the windows shut; she would even be able to walk along the shore at midnight as of old; and they, whom she had deserted so long ago, would once more shrink from the irresistable energy aura of her new, young body.The sound of the sea came to her, where she sat so quietly; calm sound at first, almost gentle in the soft sibilation of each wave thrust. Farther out, the voices of the water were louder, more raucous, blatantly confident, but the meaning of what they said was blurred by the distance, a dim, clamorous confusion that rustled discordantly out of the gathering night.Night!She shouldn't be aware of night falling, when the blinds were drawn.("The Witch")"
Author: A.E. Van Vogt
2. "Cuando una sociedad se siente decididamente demasiado oprimida, basta de repente que una voz, una sola, pero enérgica, convencida, sincera, exclame: "¡Me ahogo!" para que millones de voces le contesten: "¡También nos ahogamos nosotros!" y para que millones de brazos se pongan a demoler los muros de la prisión donde aquella voz se dejó oír.De lo que uno podría asombrarse cuando recorre la historia de las diferentes revoluciones, es de que hayan tardado tanto en producirse y de que las masas oprimidas y que no tenían que hacer sino contarse y querer para escapar a la opresión de algunos hombres y a veces de uno solo, la hayan soportado tan largo tiempo y pacientemente."
Author: Alexandre Dumas Fils
3. "O Thou who art my quietness, my deep repose,My rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill,Fair is Thy pavilion, where I hold me still.Back let them fall from me, my clamorous foes,Confusions multiplied;From crowding things of sense I flee, and Thee I hide.Until this tyranny be overpast,Thy hand will hold me fast;What though the tumult of the storm increase,Grant to Thy servant strength, O Lord, and bless with peace."
Author: Amy Carmichael
4. "He made me pick a safe word." Nik peeked between his fingers. Sam's mouth was hanging open."Oh." Sam's voice was a whisper. More of the throat clearing. "What did you pick?"Not the question he'd been expecting. Nik looked up at Sam from under his hand."Lemonade.""Lemonade?" Nik nodded. "Do you like lemonade?""Does it matter? Yes, I like lemonade.""Shouldn't you have picked something you didn't like, to make sure there were no, um, inadvertent exclamations at an important moment?"He dropped his hand and stared at Sam. "Who screams out 'lemonade' in the middle of sex?"Sam blushed. Nik was momentarily grateful for his dark skin. "You'd be surprised," Sam mumbled."
Author: Anne Tenino
5. "Col senno di poi, sono contenta di non essermi resa conto di quanto fossi vulnerabile: ero come l'ambasciatore di un paese inesistente, venuta a reclamare, con la mia piccola collezione di libri e la mia sporta di sogni, un paese che credevo mi appartenesse."
Author: Azar Nafisi
6. "You'll be taking the last a' those," Dorey confided. "I had a vendor try to convince me to shrink-wrap and freeze, but they're never the same. I only have 'em now because they're from up north"—nauth—"and the growing season was late this year. They'd have been gone a week ago, if business hadn't been slow, but the price a' gas is so high, and no one's out day-cruisin' anyways when the wind's so mean. Think you can tough out the chill?" she asked, seeming impervious to it herself with her bare arms and legs. But Charlotte was still focused on hunger. "Maybe a couple of clams, too?" "You got 'em. Drive up top. I'll bring 'em out."
Author: Barbara Delinsky
7. "The possibility suggests itself that no dreams, however absurd or senseless, are wasted in the universe. Embedded in the dream is a hunger for its own reification, a demand that imposes an obligation on reality and that grows imperceptibly into a bona fide claim, an IOU clamoring for payment."
Author: Bruno Schulz
8. "Los humanos siempre están reclamando propiedades que resultan igualmente ridículas en el Cielo y en el Infierno.Escrutopo."
Author: C.S. Lewis
9. "Clary wasn't sure what she'd expected -exclamations of delight, perhaps a smattering of applause. Instead there was silence, broken only when Jace said, "Somehow, I thought it would be bigger."Clary looked at the Cup in her hand. It was the size, perhaps, of an ordinary wineglass, only much heavier. Power thrummed through it, like blood through living veins. "It's a perfectly nice size," she said indignantly."Oh, it's big enough," he said patronizingly, "but somehow I was expecting something… you know." He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat."It's the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl," said Isabelle."
Author: Cassandra Clare
10. "Each evening, I ached for the shelter of my tent, for the smallest sense that something was shielding me from the entire rest of the world, keeping me safe not from danger, but from vastness itself. I loved the dim, clammy dark of my tent, the cozy familiarity of the way I arranged my few belongings all around me each night."
Author: Cheryl Strayed
11. "Le stagioni si agognano l'un l'altra, come uomini e donne, in modo da essere guarite dai loro eccessi. La primavera, se si protrae per più di una settimana oltre il suo tempo naturale, comincia a patire l'assenza dell'estate che ponga fine ai giorni della promessa perpetua. L'estate dal suo canto comincia ben presto a invocare qualcosa che plachi la sua calura e il più ubere degli autunni alla lunga si stanca della sua generosità e reclama una rapida, aspra gelata che lo sterilizzi. Persino l'inverno, la più dura delle stagioni, la più implacabile, sogna all'apparire di febbraio la fiamma che presto lo scioglierà. Ogni cosa si stanca con il tempo e comincia a cercare un suo contrario che la salvi da se stessa. Così agosto cedette il posto a settembre e pochi se ne lamentarono."
Author: Clive Barker
12. "He's quiet for a minute, then grins again. "I can't believe you think I'm hot." "Shut up." "You probably faked passing out the other day, just so you could be carried in my hot, sweaty, manly arms." "Shut up." "I'll bet you fantasize about me at night, right here in this bed." "Shut up, Holder." "You probably even…" I reach over and clamp my hand over his mouth. "You're way hotter when you aren't speaking."
Author: Colleen Hoover
13. "The men came to mind as mostly idle between nights of running wild or time in the pen, cooking moon and gathering around the spout, with ears chewed, fingers chopped, arms shot away, and no apologies grunted ever. The women came to mind bigger, closer, with their lonely eyes and homely yellow teeth, mouths clamped against smiles, working in the hot fields from can to can't, hands tattered rough as dry cobs, lips cracked all winter, a white dress for marrying, a black dress for burying, and Ree nodded yup. Yup."
Author: Daniel Woodrell
14. "The hillslike poets put onpurple thought againstthemagnificent clamor ofdaytorturedin gold"
Author: E.E. Cummings
15. "Winter is not here yet. There's a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist. Will you clamber up and pluck it to show papa?"
Author: Emily Brontë
16. "A vida é a hesitação entre uma exclamação e uma interrogação. Na dúvida, há um ponto final."
Author: Fernando Pessoa
17. "History is full of examples of people who clamp down after they began to enjoy too much freedom. Freedom can lead to instability, anarchy, and confusion. So there can be a moral counter-revolution."
Author: Gary Ross
18. "El amor de mi hombre no conocerá el miedo a la entrega, ni temerá descubrirse ante la magia del enamoramiento en una plaza llena de multitudes. Podrá gritar -te quiero- o hacer rótulos en lo alto de los edificios proclamando su derecho a sentir el más hermoso y humano de los sentimientos."
Author: Gioconda Belli
19. "...waking at very early dawn amid all that sweat and stink, he had found himself comparing this ghastly journey with his own life, which had first moved over smiling level ground, then clambered up rocky mountains, slid over threatening passes, to emerge eventually into a landscape of interminable undulations, all of the same color, all bare as despair. These early morning fantasies were the very worst that could happen to a man of middle age; and although the Prince knew that they would vanish with the day's activities, he suffered acutely all the same, as he was used enough to them by now to realize that deep inside him they left a sediment of grief which, accumulating day by day, would in the end be the real cause of his death."
Author: Giuseppe Di Lampedusa
20. "Mais, comme il éprouvait une peine infinie à découvrir des idées, il prit la spécialité des déclamations sur la décadence des moeurs sur l'abaissement des caractères, l'affaissement du patriotisme et l'anémie de l'honneur français. (Il avait trouvé le mot "anémie" dont il était fier.)"
Author: Guy De Maupassant
21. "Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat."
Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
22. "A rolled-up newspaper landed on my head and then on Jim's. "None of that in my house!"Oh my gods. The alpha of Clan Cat just got smacked with a rolled-up newspaper. "Mom!"She pointed at me with the newspaper. "Do not shame me."I clamped my mouth shut. When she pulled out the shame card, it was all over."
Author: Ilona Andrews
23. "She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations."
Author: J.D. Salinger
24. "Same difference," he said. "The South lost and the North won. Abraham Lincoln came and gave the Emancipation Proclamation.""The Gettysburg Address," Mrs. Anderson said. "The Emancipation Proclamation was delivered six months before the battle."He gave an exaggerated sigh. "Who's giving the report here?"She waved her hand. "Proceed then.""Like I said, the North won. The slaves were all freed. Hurrah, hurrah. The end."
Author: J.M. Darhower
25. "Nowhere. No one is ever going to hear from you again, sir. No one." 'Uh... well... I...''You profane my world, sir! I cannot... I will not permit you to exist... here!"'In that case, Doctor, why not tell me of your work? You know... condemned man's last request.'He walked over and put a paternal arm around my shoulders, but the grip of his hand was like steel. He was a lot stronger than he looked. Not big or beefy. But strong.'Just a dumb reporter... doing his job...'He looked closely at me, eye to eye.'You grovel nicely, Mr...''Kolchak, sir.''Story. You want your story, do you, Mr. Kolchak? Your precious, pitiful story? Your bloody pound of journalistic flesh?'I smiled but it stuck halfway into a sickly grin. I was clammy. I was trembling. I could feel my wet trouser leg sticking to my flesh and was grateful I'd eaten nothing solid."
Author: Jeff Rice
26. "Like all music, the figured bass should have no other end and aim than the glory of God and the recreation of the soul; where this is not kept in mind there is no true music, but only an infernal clamour and ranting."
Author: Johann Sebastian Bach
27. "All this is a preface to the fear and uncertainties which clamber over a man so that in his silly work he thinks he must be crazy because he is so alone."
Author: John Steinbeck
28. "Here's the truth: People, even regular people, are never just any one person with one set of attributes. It's not that simple. We're all at the mercy of the limbic system, clouds of electricity drifting through the brain. Every man is broken into twenty-four-hour fractions, and then again within those twenty-four hours. It's a daily pantomime, one man yielding control to the next: a backstage crowded with old hacks clamoring for their turn in the spotlight. Every week, every day. The angry man hands the baton over to the sulking man, and in turn to the sex addict, the introvert, the conversationalist. Every man is a mob, a chain gang of idiots."
Author: Jonathan Nolan
29. "Ah, a literatura!... - exclamou. - Meu amigo, ler não é pensar a sós: ler é dialogar! Porém o diálogo da leitura é um diálogo platónico: o teu interlocutor constitui uma ideia. Contudo não se trata de uma ideia imutável: ao dialogares com ela, modifica-la, torna-la tua, chegas a acreditar na sua existência autónoma..."
Author: José Carlos Somoza
30. "I see fashion as a proclamation or manifestation of identity, so, as long as identities are important, fashion will continue to be important. The link between fashion and identity begins to get real interesting, however, in the case of people who don't fall clearly into a culturally-recognized identity."
Author: Kate Bornstein
31. "The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamouring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of contemplation. The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace."
Author: Kate Chopin
32. "Lissie gracefully swept out on to the hardwood floor of the gymnasium like she'd been born for this role. Violet glanced inconspicuously at Jay, wondering why on earth he would have picked her over the stunning Lissie Adams.But he wasn't looking at Lissie. All of his attention was focused on Violet instead, and he caught her fleeting look in his direction."She's not half as beautiful as you are," he promised, in answer to her silent doubts.She nudged him lightly with her shoulder. "Shut up." But she couldn't keep the smile off her lips as she said it."Knock it off, you guys. Get a room, for God's sake!" Chelsea squealed at the two of them above the clamor of the crowd in the bleachers."
Author: Kimberly Derting
33. "Extroverts want us to have fun, because they assume we want what they want. And sometimes we do. But "fun" itself is a "bright" word, the kind of word that comes with flashing lights and an exclamation point! One of Merriam-Webster's definitions of "fun" is "violent or excited activity or argument." The very word makes me want to sit in a dimly lit room with lots of pillows—by myself."
Author: Laurie A. Helgoe
34. "The resurrection is the revelation to chosen witnesses of the fact that Jesus who died on the cross is indeed king - conqueror of death and sin, Lord and Savior of all. The resurrection is not the reversal of a defeat but the proclamation of a victory. The King reigns from the tree. The reign of God has indeed come upon us, and its sign is not a golden throne but a wooden cross."
Author: Lesslie Newbigin
35. "Until justice is blind to color, until education is unaware of race, until opportunity is unconcerned with the color of men's skins, emancipation will be a proclamation but not a fact."
Author: Lyndon B. Johnson
36. "Sadly, I part from you;Like a clam torn from its shell,I go, and autumn too."
Author: Matsuo Bashō
37. "Rehúsate a un destino de carencias o pobreza. El Creador te hizo perfecto, y puso TODO,¡TODO! dentro de ti. ¡Descúbrelo! Úsalo para crear una mejor vida para ti, para tus hijos, y las generaciones que vendrán. ¡Reclama tu parte de la abundancia del Universo!"
Author: Mauricio Chaves Mesén
38. "- Uma coisa é certa, disse Southman, vocês, daquele lado, e nós, deste lado, temos uma única luta, a afirmação dos negros...- Irrita-me, senhor Benjamin, esse discurso da afirmação dos negros.- Irrita-o porquê?- O que diria você se encontrasse uns brancos proclamando o orgulho de serem brancos: não diria que eram nazis, racistas?- Não pode comparar, meu amigo. São percursos diferentes...- Ora, diferentes, diferentes... Por que somos tão complacentes connosco próprios?- A verdade é só uma, afirmou Benjamin, nós, os negros, temos que nos unir...- É o contrário.- O contrário, como? Sugere que nos devemos desunir?- Nós temos que lutar para deixarmos de ser pretos, para sermos simplesmente pessoas."
Author: Mia Couto
39. "I'm feeling better now," Darrak said. She stifled a scream and clamped her hands over her bare breasts. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" "Did I interrupt something?" There was a short pause. "Oh, I see. Don't let me stop you from getting naked. Please, continue."Eden scanned her reflection with wide eyes. Could she see the demon inside of her? Did she look possessed?" Nope. There was nothing noticeable. Other than the deep voice in her head only she could hear."This should be interesting." Darrak sounded amused. "As I said before, I've never shared living space with a woman before. I honestly never would have guessed black lace panties for you. But I do approve."
Author: Michelle Rowen
40. "But then, Cap'n Crunch in a flake form would be suicidal madness; it would last about as long, when immersed in milk, as snowflakes sifting down into a deep fryer. No, the cereal engineers at General Mills had to find a shape that would minimize surface area, and, as some sort of compromise between the sphere that is dictated by Euclidean geometry and whatever sunken treasure related shapes that the cereal aestheticians were probably clamoring for, they came up with this hard -to-pin-down striated pillow formation."
Author: Neal Stephenson
41. "MARATO que é uma banheira de sangueperto do sangue que ainda há de correrUm dia pensamos que algumas centenas de mortos seriam o bastatedepois vimos que mesmo milhares eram insuficientesE hoje não podem mais ser contadosali e em todo lugarem todo lugar(...)SimonneOuço o clamor dentro de mimSimonneEu sou a Revolução."
Author: Peter Weiss
42. "Every time a new record started, people exhaled with pleasure, or their bodies moved automatically. I really started getting high off of the euphoric exclamations. Every record I put on was like a baptism."
Author: Questlove
43. "After years of having a dog, you know him. You know the meaning of his snuffs and grunts and barks. Every twitch of the ears is a question or statement, every wag of the tail is an exclamation."
Author: Robert R. McCammon
44. "Take them and claim their deaths as your reclamation to life."
Author: Solitaire Parke
45. "Dios nos reclama cuando le parece que ya es hora y un escritor es como Dios con los personajes de un relato, los crea como Dios a nosotros y nadie puede pedirle cuentas."
Author: Stephen King
46. "...the problem of space remained, she thought, taking up her brush again. It glared at her. The whole mass of the picture was poised upon that weight. Beautiful and bright it should be on the surface, feathery and evanescent, one colour melting into another like the colours on a butterfly's wing; but beneath the fabric must be clamped together with bolts of iron."
Author: Virginia Woolf
47. "The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible."
Author: Vladimir Nabokov
48. "El experimento del profesor Kugelmass-Señor Kugelmass, lo peor que puede usted hacer es ignorar la realidad. Limítese a declarar aquí sus pensamientos, y los dos juntos lo analizaremos. Ya lleva usted en tratamiento un tiempo suficiente como para saber que nadie se cura de la noche a la mañana. Después de todo, yo soy analista, no mago.-Entonces lo que necesito quizás es un mago -exclamó Kugelmass, levantándose.Y con eso dio por terminada su terapia."
Author: Woody Allen
49. "Sabía que mi reclamo había pasado de moda pero al rencor le gusta ser anacrónico"
Author: Xavier Velasco
50. "Calmly, slowly, she reached behind with her left hand and came up against — yes, fabric. Fine linen, to be precise. So far, so good: she was inside a wardrobe, after all. The only problem was that this linen was oddly warm. Body warm. Beneath the tentative pressure of her palm, it seemed to be moving...With terrifying suddenness, an ungloved hand clamped roughly over her nose and mouth. A long arm pinned her arms against her sides. She was held tightly against a hard, warm surface."Hush," whispered a pair of lips pressed to her left ear. "If you scream, we are both lost."
Author: Y.S. Lee

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