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Sayfa 181Kitabı okudu
Bu kadar uzun süredir sağlam olduğunu düşündüğünüz bir ilişkiden ayrıldıktan sonra bir kadının neden sizi bu kadar çabuk unutabildiğini hiç merak ettiniz mi? Onun için değişmesini umduğu istismarcı erkek arkadaşına neden geri döndüğünü hiç merak ettiniz mi? Kadınsı tekbencilikten başka bir yere bakmayın.
Ever wonder why it is a woman can ‘get over you’ so quickly after a break up from a relationship you’d thought was rock solid for so long? Ever wonder why she returns to the abusive boyfriend she hopes will change for her? Look no further than feminine solipsism.
Sayfa 132Kitabı okuyor
“You," she told him, "are so full of shit, it's a wonder your eyes don't turn brown.”
I wonder if her hair is as soft as it looks.
romanKitabı okuyor
I am no flatterer. You’ve supped full of flattery.
They say you like it too;’tis no great wonder.
He whose whole life has been assault and battery
At last may get a little tired of thunder
And swallowing eulogy much more than satire, he
May like being praised for every lucky blunder,
Called saviour of the nations – not yet saved,
And Europe’s liberator – still enslaved.
“Your cat is welcome among us,” Lowe says. If that’s not a jab, nothing else is.
“Wonder how that feels,” I say breezily, and slip out of the room without glancing at him again.
Sayfa 85 - Lowe & MiseryKitabı okudu
Şarkı söylerken otizm semptomlarının anlık yok oluşu hk.
Sonunda sıra, Stephen'ın kendi istediği bir şarkıyı çalmasına geldi. Çok sevdiği "lt's Not Unusual"ı çalmak istedi bu parçada kendini müziğin ritmine bırakabiliyordu. Hevesle şarkıya başladı, kalçalarını oynatıyor, dansediyor, mimikler, jestler yapıyor, hayali bir mikrofonu ağzına yaklaştırıp hayali bir izleyici kitlesine sesleniyordu. "It's Not Unusual" Tom Jones'un en ünlü parçalarından biridir; Stephen kendi versiyonunda Tom Jones'un o gösterişli fiziğine biraz da Stevie Wonder'ın havasını katmıştı. Müzikle bütünleşmiş, kendinden geçmişti - boynunun o eğri duruşundan, o resmi tavırlarından, tiklerinden, bakışlarını kaçırmasından eser yoktu. Bütün otistik personası yok olmuş, yerini rahat, zarif hareketler almıştı. Bu değişim beni o denli şaşırttı ki, defterime büyük harflerle "OTİZM YOK OLDU" diye yazdım. Ne var ki müzik kesilir kesilmez Stephen otistik haline geri döndü.
Sayfa 233 - YKY, 4. Baskı, Şubat 2021
"We had given AM sentience. Inadvertently, of course, but sentience nonetheless. But it had been trapped. AM wasn't God, he was a machine. We had created him to think, but there was nothing it could do with that creativity. In rage, in frenzy, the machine had killed the human race, almost all of us, and still it was trapped. AM could not wander, AM could not wonder, AM could not belong. He could merely be. And so, with the innate loathing that all machines had always held for the weak, soft creatures who had built them, he had sought revenge. And in his paranoia, he had decided to reprieve five of us, for a personal, everlasting punishment that would never serve to diminish his hatred… that would merely keep him reminded, amused, proficient at hating man. Immortal, trapped, subject to any torment he could devise for us from the limitless miracles at his command. He would never let us go. We were his belly slaves. We were all he had to do with his forever time. We would be forever with him, with the cavern-filling bulk of the creature machine, with the all-mind soulless world he had become. He was Earth, and we were the fruit of that Earth; and though he had eaten us, he would never digest us. We could not die. We had tried it. We had attempted suicide, oh one or two of us had. But AM had stopped us. I suppose we had wanted to be stopped. Don't ask why. I never did. More than a million times a day. Perhaps once we might be able to sneak a death past him. Immortal, yes, but not indestructible."
I Have No Mouth & I Must ScreamKitabı okudu
I murmured the last two lines under my breath. I knew them by heart, had known them for months, but the fear that I would forget a word or phrase halfway through my audition gnawed at me anyway. I glanced across the room at James and said, "Do you ever wonder if Shakespeare knew these speeches half as well as we do?"
He withdrew from whatever verse he was reading, looked up, and said, "Constantly."
I cracked a smile, vindicated just enough. "Well, I give up. I'm not actually getting anything done."
He checked his watch. "No, I don't think I am either."
Scene 1Kitabı okuyor
Sadece beni görmek için
Uzak şehirlerden geldi doktorlar
Yatağımın yanında durup
Gördüklerine inanamadılar
Tanrı'nın mucizelerinden
Biri olduğumu söylediler
Ve bir izahı yoktu
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Natalia Merchant, Wonder
