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1. "He had gone again and, emboldened by his first successful trip, had chosen a different sort of world to enter, that of THE MONK. He had studied the book with great care and finally selected a passage that was purely descriptive.The result was the same. The instant he closed the top of the showcase, he was transported to the world described in the open pages. He found himself standing - and shivering - in a dank corridor that, he knew, was far underground. Feeble candlelight flickered in the distance, off to his left. Water dripped down the gleaming walls and startled rats scurried past his feet. The air was stale and unpleasant. Down the corridor to his left, he could hear singing but could not make out the words. Then suddenly, from his right, he heard a woman's high-pitched scream, its sound caroming off the wet, stone walls of the passageway. He jumped, his skin Crawling at the back of his neck.And found himself back in his warm and familiar room.("I Shall Not Leave England Now")"
Author: Alan Ryan
2. "Me gustan los ordenadores. Me gusta saber que cuando algo no funciona puedes apagar y encender de nuevo el ordenador; es una solución mágica. Creo que no estaría mal que ocurriera lo mismo con las personas, que cuando no entendieras a alguien, cuando algo fuera realmente extrano, pudieras reiniciar a esa persona, apagarla y encenderla de nuevo"
Author: Albert Espinosa
3. "Keeping low to avoid the branches that blocked their paths, they scurried through the dark. Dante with his usual elegant silence and Abby crashing behind him like a bull elephant with a tranquilizer stuck in its butt."
Author: Alexandra Ivy
4. "Mi immaginavo noi due che cuocevamo le mele per Natale, quegli stupidi quadretti romantici alla Currier e Ives... pensavo per tutto il tempo: A volte quello che abbiamo passa per amore, quando invece avrei dovuto pensare: L'amore passa."
Author: Amy Hempel
5. "There is also a fable told by Phaedrus, about how Simonides was once a victim of shipwreck. As the other passengers scurried about the sinking ship trying to save their possessions, the poet stood idle. When questioned, he declared, mecum mea sunt cuncta: everything that is me is with me."
Author: Anne Carson
6. "Archie Henderson has won no awards, written no books and never played any representative sport. He was an under-11 tournament-winning tennis player as a boy, but left the game when he discovered rugby where he was one of the worst flyhalves he can remember. This did not prevent him from having opinions on most things in sport.His moment of glory came in 1970 when he predicted—correctly as it turned out—that Griquas would beat the Blue Bulls (then still the meekly named Noord-Transvaal) in the Currie Cup final. It is something for which he has never been forgiven by the powers-that-be at Loftus. Archie has played cricket in South Africa and India and gave the bowling term military medium a new and more pacifist interpretation. His greatest ambition was to score a century on Llandudno beach before the tide came in."
Author: Archie Henderson
7. "Then you may have sheer clotted nonsense; I once chased Julius Caesar all over London to get his recipe for curried eggs."
Author: Arthur Machen
8. "En este mundo cada uno tiene su particular abismo. Mis desgracias o las tuyas son nimias, en el mundo hay cosas mucho peores, cosas que, si nos ocurrieran a nosotros, nos destrozarían y nos matarían al instante. Porque nosotros gozamos de una situación bastante feliz y aventajada. Y no hay que avergonzarse de ello"
Author: Banana Yoshimoto
9. "To love a swamp, however, is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised. And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. Swamps and bogs are places of transition and wild growth, breeding grounds, experimental labs where organisms and ideas have the luxury of being out of the spotlight, where the imagination can mutate and mate, send tendrils into and out of the water."
Author: Barbara Hurd
10. "Siempre pensaba que mis preguntas eran preguntas equivocadas porque nadie más las preguntaba. Tal vez no se les ocurrieron a nadie. Tal vez la oscuridad llegó allí primero. Tal vez yo soy la primera luz que toca un golfo de ignorancia. Tal vez mis preguntas importan."
Author: Elizabeth Moon
11. "Right. But do you think I could face my children otherwise? You know what's going to happen as well as I do, Jack, and I hope and pray I can get Jem and Scout through it without bitterness, and most of all, without catching Maycomb's usual disease. Why reasonable people go stark raving mad when anything involving a Nego comes up, is something I don't pretend to understand . . . I just hope that Jem and Scout come to me for their answers instead of listening to the town. I hope they trust me enough . . . Jean Louise?"My scalp jumped. I stuck my head around the corner. "Sir?""Go to bed."I scurried to my rom and went to bed. Uncle Jack was a prince of a fellow not to let me down. But I never figured out how Atticus knew I was listening, and it was not until many years later that I realized he wanted me to hear every word he said."
Author: Harper Lee
12. "Mis más trágicos recuerdos se levantaron en furioso oleaje. Creía que después de pasar por la experiencia de perderte ya nada podía afectarme demasiado, pero la mínima posibilidad de que algo semejante le ocurriera al hijo que me quedaba, me volteó. Tenía un peso en el pecho, como una roca aplastándome, que me cortaba la respiración. Me sentía vulnerable, en carne viva, a punto de llorar en cualquier instante. En la noche, cuando todos descansaban, oía un rumor entre las paredes, había quejidos atascados en los umbrales, suspiros en los cuartos desocupados. Era mi propio miedo, supongo. El dolor acumulado en ese largo año de tu agonía estaba agazapado en la casa."
Author: Isabel Allende
13. "A movement in the vines startled her and an opossum scurried out, looked at Clare and flopped over in fake death. She had seen this twice before in her garden back home and it was difficult not to draw certain parallels, amusing ones, though if you played dead long enough the act of coming back to life was questionable."
Author: Jim Harrison
14. "Suddenly the bridge was filled with intense warmth, Will had lit the fire. Everyone immediately scurried over to it, with the exception of Scott. Carrie looked back at him, he was sitting with his back leaned against a stone pillar. The light from the flames danced on his sharp features and reflected in his dark eyes. Scott always wore a half-smile that was suspiciously close to a smirk. She was practically immune to his cockiness and wasn't at all bothered by it the way that Will seemed to be."
Author: Julia Barkey
15. "Su suave risa resonó a través de mis oídos, y tuve el repentino impulso de echármela al hombro y salir corriendo de aquí. Asegurándome de que nunca le ocurriera nada malo. Respiré e intenté concentrarme a pesar del dolor que sentía por dentro. Ella no me conocía. Sabía que no me conocería, pero aun así se sentía como una patada en el estómago."
Author: Julie Cross
16. "Huh," she said in a neutral voice, then looked out over the pasture again, at the sheep racing through the grass like frantic clouds. A defiant expression crossed her face, and she took a breath."Razor!" she barked, making Keirran jump. "No! Bad gremlin! You stop that, right now!"The gremlin, shockingly, looked up from where he was bouncing on a rock, sheep scattering around him. He blinked and cocked his head, looking confused. Kenzie pointed to the ground in front of her."I want to see you. Come here, Razor,. Now!"And, he did. Blipping into sight at her feet, he gazed up expectantly, looking like a mutant Chihuahua awaiting commands. Keirran blinked in astonishment as she snapped her fingers and pointed at him, and Razor scurried up his arm to perch on his shoulder. She smiled, giving us both a smug look, and crossed her arms."Dog training classes," She explained."
Author: Julie Kagawa
17. "¿Por qué no aceptar lo que estaba ocurriendo sin pretender explicarlo, sin sentar las nociones del orden y de desorden?"
Author: Julio Cortázar
18. "Ras Tiegans fried everything, from grasshoppers to pickles to hunks of curried dog."
Author: Kameron Hurley
19. "Más adelante, pensé en aquellos primeros días como el momento en que aprendimos como especie que nos habíamos preocupado por las cosas equivocadas: el agujero de la capa de ozono, la desaparición de los casquetes polares, la gripe porcina y del Nilo, las abejas asesinas. Aunque supongo que lo que nos preocupa nunca es lo que acaba ocurriendo al final. Las verdaderas catástrofes siempre son diferentes, inimaginables, imprevistas y desconocidas."
Author: Karen Thompson Walker
20. "It was an excellent coat. It was long, grey, suspiciously blotched, smelt faintly of dust and old curries, went all the way down to my knees and overhung my wrists even when I stretched out my arms. It had big, smelly pockets, crunchy with crumbs, it boasted the remnants of a waterproof sheen, was missing a few buttons, and had once been beige. It was the coat that detectives down the ages had worn while trailing a beautiful, dangerous, presumably blond suspect in the rain, the coat that no one noticed, shapeless, bland and grey - it suited my purpose perfectly."
Author: Kate Griffin
21. "He assaulted the man with a psychic wave. "You are a cockroach." In his inebraited state, Cody had no resistance at all to a vampire mind control. He fell to the floor and scurried around the foyer on all fours. "I am a cockroach" he muttered in a squeaky voice. "Hmm, about time you figured that one out," Fidelia steped back as he brushed against her long skirt."
Author: Kerrelyn Sparks
22. "Es muy útil, cuando uno es joven, aprender la diferencia entre «literal» y «figurado». Si algo ocurre de forma literal, ocurre realmente; si algo ocurre de forma figurada, es como si estuviese ocurriendo. Si tú estás literalmente volando de alegría, por ejemplo, significa que estás saltando en el aire porque te sientes muy contento. Si, en sentido figurado, estás saltando de alegría, significa que estás tan contento que podrías saltar de alegría, pero que reservas tu energía para otros asuntos."
Author: Lemony Snicket
23. "Martha spouted off a long message to the gnome, including all the details of my injuries, precisely where I was, and who Martha was and her son Helmut. When she asked the gnome to repeat the message, he got it all mixed up, and so she did it again and made it longer, but he still got it all mixed up, and so they went back and forth, and finally Martha lost patience and threw him out the window. The gnome scurried away chanting, "Red for message! Red for message!"
Author: Liesl Shurtliff
24. "That's how I am! eyes peeled, scientific! first things first! the big ones! the small ones!...if they're going to behead you...for example!...you don't take your eyes of the guillotine!...look, the blade's dull!-Executioner! you shout, hey, you lazy fucker! don't you have anyone sharpening that thing?And the executioner scurries off, shit-assed and sheepish!"
Author: Louis Ferdinand Céline
25. "Cuando las cosas no tenían marcha atrás, no valía la pena perder el tiempo preguntándose si hubiera sido preferible que no ocurrieran. Mejor tratar de enrumbarlas por el buen camino. Siempre era posible enderezar lo que andaba torcido. ¿No era está la mejor enseñanza de Cristo?"
Author: Mario Vargas Llosa
26. "La felicidad es siempre algo pasajero, fugaz. Nunca es un estado permanente para nadie aun que muchos perseveramos en creer la tonta idea de que si ocurriera esto o aquello seríamos felices el resto de nuestra vida. Tengo momentos de felicidad como la mayoría. Tal vez he aprendido a encontrarla de maneras que pasarían inadvertidas a algunas personas. Siento el calor del verano aquí en este momento, veo los árboles y el agua y oigo a esa gaviota invisible allá arriba. Siento la novedad de tener compañía cuando normalmente vengo aquí solo. Y este momento me produce felicidad."
Author: Mary Balogh
27. "* Cuanto más pesada sea la carga, más a ras de tierra estará nuestra vida, más real y verdadera será.Por el contrario, la ausencia absoluta de carga hace que el hombre se vuelva más ligero que el aire, vuele hacia lo alto, se distancie de la tierra, de su ser terreno, que sea real sólo a medias y sus movimientos sean tan libres como insignificantes.Entonces, ¿qué hemos de elegir? ¿El peso o la levedad?* Lo que sólo ocurre una vez es como si no ocurriera nunca. Si el hombre sólo puede vivir una vida es como si no viviera en absoluto.*El peso, la necesidad y el valor son tres conceptos internamente unidos: sólo aquello que es necesario, tiene peso; sólo aquello que tiene peso, vale.* Allí donde habla el corazón , es de mala educación que la razón lo contradiga.* El tiempo humano no da vueltas en redondo, sino que sigue una trayectoria recta. Ese es el motivo por el cual el hombre no puede ser feliz, porque la felicidad es el deseo de repetir"
Author: Milan Kundera
28. "Lo que sólo ocurre una vez es como si no ocurriera nunca."
Author: Milan Kundera
29. "On the bottom shelf M. kept the books from his childhood days: Pushkin, Lermontov, Gogol, the Iliad - they are described in The Noise of Time and happened to have been saved by M.'s father. Most of them later perished in Kalinin when I was fleeing from the Germans. The way we have scurried to and fro in the twentieth century, trapped between Hitler and Stalin!"
Author: Nadezhda Mandelstam
30. "And now, restored to the status of daughter in her own home, Amina began to feel the emotions of other people's food seeping into her - because Reverend Mother doled out the curries and meatballs of intransigence, dishes imbued with the personality of their creator; Amina ate the fish salans of stubbornness and the birianis of determination. And, although Mary's pickles had a partially counteractive effect - since she had stirred into them the guilt of her heart, and the fear of discovery, so that, good as they tasted, they had the power of making those who ate them subject to nameless uncertainties and dreams of accusing fingers - the diet provided by Reverend Mother filled Amina with a kind of rage, and even produced slight signs of improvements in her defeated husband."
Author: Salman Rushdie
31. "She used to imagine her parents and happy endings she would never have. Now she envisioned torments that were all too real.She pictured one of Cinderella's stepsisters planting her foot on a cutting board - and biting down hard as the cleaver chopped through the bone of her big toe.She imagined a princess used to safety, luxury, throwing the rank hide of a donkey over her shoulders, its boneless face drooping past her forehead like a hideous veil.And she imagined her future self, flat on her back in bed, limbs as heavy as if they'd been chained down. Mice scurried across her body, leaving footprints on her dress. Spiders spun an entire trousseau's worth of silk and draped her in it, so it appeared she wore a gown of the finest lace, adorned with rose petals and ensnared butterflies. Beetles nestled between her fingers like jeweled rings - lovely from a distance, horrific up close."
Author: Sarah Cross
32. "Tenía en mis manos la posibilidad de vivir la vida que yo deseaba; no luchando ni huyendo, sino recurriendo a mi ingenio."
Author: Sherry Jones
33. "When small drops began to fall and darken the world in penny-shaped circles, no one around him scurried for cover. For lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched."
Author: Simon Van Booy
34. "Why do you ask?""Because I can.""You can what?""I can go in the private collection!" I scurried toward him. "My father had a lifetime subscriptioin, Mr. Sheridan, and not just that, but he had special privileges. I'm certain I could use his name to get you into the private collection."Daniel's jaw fell. "Why didn't you say so before?""What?" I recoiled. "How was I supposed to know you needed it?""We could've gone ages ago!"My enthusiasm transformed into outrage. "In that case, why didn't you say you needed it?""Because I didn't know you had a subscription!""Aha!" I cried, thrusting a finger at him. "Your argument's a circle!"Daniel sprang up. "We wasted all this time-""Silence!" Joseph roared. "You are like squawking parrots, and I have had quite enough. Miss Fitt, I would ask that you take Mr. Sheridan to the library immediately. Daniel, I would ask that you keep that big mouth of yours silent."
Author: Susan Dennard
35. "Hay lugares en que varios tiempos están ocurriendo a la vez y lugares en que apenas queda tiempo, y tiempos en que apenas hay lugar."
Author: Terry Pratchett
36. "Flocks of magpies have descended on our yard. I cannot sleep for all their raucous behavior. Perched on weathered fences, their green-black tales, long as rulers, wave up and down, reprimanding me for all I have not done.I have done nothing for weeks. I have no work. I don't want to see anyone much less talk. All I want to do is sleep.Monday, I hit rock-bottom, different from bedrock, which is solid, expansive, full of light and originality. Rock-bottom is the bottom of the rock, the underbelly that rarely gets turned over; but when it does, I am the spider that scurries from daylight to find another place to hide.Today I feel stronger, learning to live with the natural cycles of a day and to not expect so much from myself. As women, we hold the moon in our bellies. It is too much to ask to operate on full-moon energy three hundred and sixty-five days a year. I am in a crescent phase. And the energy we expend emotionally belongs to the hidden side of the moon...."
Author: Terry Tempest Williams
37. "Neither spoke, but lat silently listening to the ticking of the clock. A stair creaked, and a squeaky mouse scurried noisily through the wall. The darkness was oppressive, and after lying for some time screwing up his courage, he took the box of matches, and striking one, went downstairs for a candle.At the foot of the stairs the match went out, and he paused to strike another; and at the same moment a knock came so quiet and stealthy as to be scarcely audible, sounded on the front door.The matches fell from his hand and spilled in the passage. He stood motionless, his breath suspended until the knock was repeated. Then he turned and fled swiftly back to his room, and closed the door behind him. A third knock sounded through the house."
Author: W.W. Jacobs

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