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George MacDonald

George MacDonald

      George MacDonald was a Scottish author, poet, and Christian minister.

      Known particularly for his poignant fairy tales and fantasy novels, George MacDonald inspired many authors, such as W. H. Auden, J. R. R. Tolkien, C. S. Lewis, E. Nesbit and Madeleine L'Engle. G. K. Chesterton cited The Princess and the Goblin as a book that had "made a difference to my whole existence."

      Even Mark Twain, who initially disliked MacDonald, became friends with him, and there is some evidence that Twain was influenced by MacDonald.

      MacDonald grew up influenced by his Congregational Church, with an atmosphere of Calvinism. But MacDonald never felt comfortable with some aspects of Calvinist doctrine; indeed, legend has it that when the doctrine of predestination was first explained to him, he burst into tears (although assured that he was one of the elect). Later novels, such as Robert Falconer and Lilith, show a distaste for the idea that God's electing love is limited to some and denied to others.

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Marcellus. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. [90] Horatio
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,        Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.        But
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Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison.
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سخنانم رو به آسمان دارند، اما اندیشه ام بر زمین می ماند. سخن تا اندیشه با وی همراه نباشد هرگز به آسمان دسترس ندارد.
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I will speak daggers to her but use none. My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. How in my words somever she be shent, To give them seals never, my soul, consent!
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There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.
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ولكن عليك ان تعلم ان اباك فقد ابا له , وذلك الاب الفقيد فقد اباه فكان على خلفه بما يترتب ليه من واجب بنوي ان يحزن حدادا عليه لفترة ما. بيد ان المثابرة على عزاء لا ينثني عناد شرير. انه حزن لا يليق بالرجال, يدل على ارادة تمردت وقلب غير حصين ونفس اعوزها الصبر وادراك بسيط لم يثقف حين نعلم ان امرا كان مقضيا وانه شائع شيوع اي شىء عادي نعرفه لم نحزن ونصر على مقاومته فنجعله يحز في القلب؟ استح فأنه لأثم والعقل يسخفه حين يكون موضوعه العادي موت الاباء وهو منذ البدء يصيح -منذ اول جسد فارقته الحياة-
topics: هاملت  
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Give every man thy ear but few thy voice.
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إن كلماتي تصعد إلى أعلى ولكن نياتي باقية على الأرض. وهيهات أن ترقى إلى السماء كلمات لا تعززها النية الخالصة.
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’Tis now the very witching time of night, 419 When churchyards yawn and hell itself ⟨breathes⟩ 420 out 421 Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot 422 blood 423 And do such ⟨bitter⟩ business as the day 424 Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother. 425 O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever 426 The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom. 427 Let me be cruel, not unnatural. 428 I will speak ⟨daggers⟩ to her, but use none. 429 My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites: 430 How in my words somever she be shent, 431 To give them seals never, my soul, consent. 432 He exits.
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نحن جميعًا مجرمون سفلة فلا تصدقي أحدًا منا،
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Тъпча се с въздух, пълен с обещания.
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The apparel oft proclaims the man
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Ser ou não ser, eis a questão. O que é mais nobre para a alma? Sofrer as pedradas e as setas da fortuna ultrajosa ou tomar armas contra um mar de tribulações e, fazendo-lhes rosto, dar-lhes fim? Morrer... dormir... mais nada. Dizer que, por meio de um sono, acabamos com as angústias e com os mil embates naturais de que é herdeira a carne é um desfecho que se deve ardentemente desejar. Morrer... dormir... dormir! Sonhar talvez! Ah! Aqui é que está o embaraço. Pois que sonhos podem sobrevir naquele sono da morte depois de nos termos libertado deste bulício mortal? Eis o que nos obriga a fazer pausa; eis a reflexão de que procede a calamidade de uma vida tão longa. Com efeito, quem suportaria os açoites e os escárnios desta época, a injustiça do opressor, a contumélia do orgulhoso, os tormentos do amor desprezado, as dilações da lei, a insolência do poder e os maus tratos que o mérito paciente recebe de criaturas indignas, podendo com um simples punhal outorgar a si mesmo tranquilidade? Quem quereria sopesar o fardo, gemer e suar debaixo de uma vida pesadíssima, se o temor dalguma coisa depois da morte - o desconhecido país de cujas raias nenhum viajante ainda voltou - não enleasse a vontade e não fizesse antes padecer os males que temos, do que voar para outros que ignoramos? Assim, a consciência torna-nos a todos covardes; assim o fulgor natural da resolução é amortecido pelo pálido clarão do pensamento; e, assim, empresas enérgicas e de grande alcance torcem o caminho, e perdem o nome de ação.
topics: existence  
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Il y a quelque chose de pourri dans le royaume du Danemark.
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The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. [
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I have not art to reckon my groans, but that I love thee best, oh, most best, believe it.
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Be thou assured, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breath What thou hast said to me.
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One woe doth tread upon another's heel. So fast they follow.
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In all my life only that dream is real.
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