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When the old time go, let it go. (4)
‘White cockroach, go away, go away. Nobody want you. Go away.’ (8)
We ate salt fish -- no money for fresh fish. (9)
Some old customs are better dead and buried. (13)
Great mistake to go by looks. (19)
We stared at each other, blood on my face, tears on hers. It was as if I saw myself. Like in a looking-glass. (17)
Everything was brightness, or dark... That was how it was, light and dark, sun and shadow, Heaven and Hell. (36)
‘You must not concern yourself with that mystery,’ said Sister Maria Augustine.... Think of calm, peaceful things and try to sleep. (40)
‘She said this place London is like a cold dark dream sometimes. I want to wake up.’ ... ‘More easily,’ she said, ‘much more easily. Yes a big city must be like a dream.’ (56)
I was a beautiful place -- wild, untouched, above all untouched, with an alien, disturbing, secret loveliness. And it kept its secret. I’d find yourself thinking. ‘What I see is nothing -- I want what it hides -- that is not nothing. (62)
As for the happiness I gave her, that was worse than nothing. I did not love her. I was thirsty for her, but that is not love. I felt very little tenderness for her, she was a stranger to me, a stranger who did not think or feel as I did. (66)
It was not a safe game to play -- in that place. Desire, Hatred, Life, Death came very close in the darkness. Better not know how close. Better not think, never for a moment. Not close. The same..... ‘You are safe,’ I’d say to her and to myself ‘Shut your eyes. Rest.’ (67)
Money is good but no money can pay for a crazy wife in your bed. Crazy and worse besides. 패밀리 비즈니스 (71)
“When man don’t love you, more you try, more he hate you, man like that. If you love them they treat you bad, if you don’t love them they after you night and day, bothering your soul case out. (80)
“Your husband certainly love money,” she said, “That is no lie. Money have pretty face for everybody, but for that man money pretty like pretty self, he can’t see nothing else.” (84)
Have spunks and do battle for yourself. Speak to your husband calm and cool, tell him about your mother and all what happened at Coulibri and why she get sick and what they do to her. Don’t bawl at the man and don’t make crazy faces. Don’t cry either. Crying no good with him. Speak nice and make him understand. (85)
‘There is always the other side, always.’ (96)
‘They are forgotten except the lies. Lies are never forgotten, they go on and they grow.’ 피노키오 (98)
‘Slavery was not a matter of liking or disliking,’ I said, trying to speak calmly. ‘It was a question of justice.’ (111)
But she love money like you love money -- must be why you come together. Like goes to like. 유유상종 (113)
Oh I see that first time I look at you. You young but already you hard. You fool the girl. You make her think you can’t see the sun for looking at her... It’s she can’t see the sun anymore. Only you she see. But all you want is to break her up. (116)
You bring that worthless girl to play with next door and you talk and laugh and love so that she hear everything. You meant her to hear. (117)
They drive her to it. When she lose her son she lose herself for a while and they shut her away. They tell her she is mad, they act like she is mad. Question, question. But no kind words, no friends, and her husband’ he go off, he leave her. They won’t let me see her. I try, but no. They won’t let Antoinette see her. In the end -- mad I don’t know -- she give up, she care for nothing. That man who is in charge of her he take her whenever he want and his woman talk. That man, and others. Then they have her. Ah there is no God. (120)
If and when it comes they’ll all go. (125)
Pity. Is there none for me? Tied to a lunatic for life -- a drunken lying lunatic -- gone her mother’s way... Louder and more desperately it called: Save me from destruction, ruin and desolation. Save me from the long slow death by ants. (126; 128)
I was certain that everything I had imagined to be truth was false. False. Only the magic and the dream are true -- all the rest’s a lie. Let it go. Here is the secret. Here. (128-129)
They bought me, me with your paltry money. You helped them to do it. You deceived me, betrayed me, and you’ll do worse if you get the chance... (that girl she look you straight in the eye and talk sweet talk -- and it’s lies she tell you. Lies. Her mother was so. They say she worse than her mother.) .... If I was bound for hell let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic. You hate me and I hate you. We’ll see why hates best. (130-131)
‘What right have you to make promises in my name? Or to speak for me at all?’ ‘No, I had no right, I am sorry. I don’t understand you. I know nothing about you, and I cannot speak for you’ (131)
I was exhausted. All the mad conflicting emotions had gone and left me wearied and empty. Sane. I was tired of these people. I disliked their laughter and their tear, their flattery and envy, conceit and deceit. And I hated the place. I hated the mountains and the hills, the rivers and the rain. I hated the sunsets of whatever colour, I hated its beauty and its magic and the secret I would never know. I hated its indifference and the cruelty which was part of its loveliness. Above all I hated her. For she belonged to the magic and the loveliness. She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it... I too can wait -- for the day when she is only a memory to be avoided, locked away, and like all memories a legend. Or a lie. (132)
I’ll never try to help you again. You are too far gone to be helped. (145)
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