THE WORKS OF GILBERT PARKER
A human life he held to be a trifle inthe big sum of timeA heart-break for that kind is theirsalvationA man may be forgiven for a sin, butthe effect remainsA look too bright for joy, too intensefor despairA sort of chuckle not entirely pleasantA man you could bank on, and draw yourinterest reg'larA left-handed boy is all right in theworldA cloak of words to cover up the realthought behindAboriginal in all of us, who must havea sign for an emotionAboriginal dispersionAdaptability was his greatest weapon inlifeAdvantage to live where nothing wasrequired of her but truthAfter which comes steady happiness orthe devil to pay (wedding)Agony in thinking about the thingswe're never going to doAh, let it be soon! Ah, let him diesoon!Air of certainty and universalcomprehensionAll humour in him had a strain of thesardonicAll genius is at once a blessing or acurseAll the world's mad but thee and meAll men are worse than most womenAll is fair where all is foulAll he has to do is to be vague, andlook prodigious (Scientist)All are hurt some timeAlways hoping the best from the worstof usAlways calling to something, forsomething outside ourselvesAn inner sorrow is a consuming fireAnd even envy praised herAnger was the least injurious of allgrounds for separationAnswered, with the indifference ofdespairAntipathy of the lesser to the greaternatureAntipathy of the man in the wrong tothe man in the rightAs if our penalties were only paid byourselves!At first—and at the last—he was kindAte some coffee-beans and drank somecold waterAudience that patronisingly listensoutside a room or windowAwkward for your friends and gratifyingto your enemiesBabbling covers a lot of secretsBad turns good sometimes, when you knowthe howBegin to see how near good is to evilBeginning of a lifetime of ex...BU KİTABI OKUMAK İÇİN ÜYE OLUN VEYA GİRİŞ YAPIN!
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