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Page 10 - Perez stood side-by-side with the Kalevala, a library in which works stupid as the Koran and dead as Coptic touched covers with the " Idyls of the King " and the fabliaux of mediaeval France. Soon she had made friends with the heroes and heroines that are the caryatides of the book-shelves.
Page 48 - There was^Bucholz, who declared himself Above the Law, and who had erupted in New York three decades before with the seven sins for sole capital. There was Bleecker Bleecker, who each year gave away a pope's ransom to charity and pursued his debtors to the grave.
Page 124 - A sting could not have been more sudden in its effect. She gasped; a returning gust of anger enveloped her. She sprang from her seat as though impelled by hidden springs. " Nothing ?'
Page 61 - In the lives of most of us there are hours of such distress that in search of a palliative we strive as best we may to cheat ourselves into thinking that the distress is but a phase of our awn individual imagination, close-locked therein, barred out of real existence, and unimportant and delusive as the creations of dream.
Page 120 - The old law held that the sins of the father should be visited on the son; but we are more liberal now.
Page 125 - ... to a Jew ? Do you think it nothing to be mated to a living perjury, a felony in flesh and blood? Is this what you call nothing ? Is this it ? Then tell me what something is.
Page 5 - In his face was the pallor of a plastercast, his features were correct and coercive, in person he was about the average height, slim and well-preserved. He carried glasses rimmed with tortoise-shell. He wore a beard cut fan-shape and a moustache with drooping ends.
Page 125 - ... decoyed ? Is it nothing to grasp a hawser and find it a rope of sand ? To pursue the real and watch it turn into delusion ? Nothing to see the promise vanish in the hope ? Is it nothing to take a mirage for a landscape, nothing to be hoodwinked of your confidence, to see high noon dissolve into...
Page 12 - Love she had learned of Juliet, jealousy of Othello. But of despair Hamlet had been incompetent to teach. She was instinct with generous indignations, enthusiastic of great deeds, and through the quality of her temperament unable to reason herself into an understanding of the base.