Julius Quotes
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“[...] She was scarcely more than a child, but she listened with side eyes and open mouth of wonder when wh was spoken to; she was quick, too, in her way; she wasn't a fool [...] She said she would go with him for nothing [...] In a way she was better than Nanette because she told Julius he was the most wonderful person in the world. She made him feel important; she was willing and eager to please.”
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― Julius
“She tried to say his name and call to him, but her strength was gone from her.
He saw by her eyes that she knew she was dying, and that her faith was gone and she was afraid. He saw that she did not believe in God, or continuation After death, and that this was the end for her and she would never see him again. She would be a candle blown in the darkness. He saw by her eyes that she knew now he could have saved her had he wanted, but he chose to let her die, and she did not understand.”
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He saw by her eyes that she knew she was dying, and that her faith was gone and she was afraid. He saw that she did not believe in God, or continuation After death, and that this was the end for her and she would never see him again. She would be a candle blown in the darkness. He saw by her eyes that she knew now he could have saved her had he wanted, but he chose to let her die, and she did not understand.”
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“He made her laugh too much, and laughing hurt.
'You're killing me,' she protested, [...] you mustn't do it's you're killing me.”
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'You're killing me,' she protested, [...] you mustn't do it's you're killing me.”
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“Elsa, coughing her life away in the little bedroom next to him, was happy in the ignorance of death like a child who believes in God.
Time was not slow to her, the seconds passed kn the crest of a wave and so out of her reach for ever.
She live in a world of pure imagination.”
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Time was not slow to her, the seconds passed kn the crest of a wave and so out of her reach for ever.
She live in a world of pure imagination.”
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“She would have him proud of her, she thought, if she took pains to look her best, she would have him showing her off, perhaps, watching her with a smile, she would learn to be smart and clever and she would be his lady.”
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― Julius
“He considered her only as someone who worked under him. Someone he employed. Stung to anger by his sneers she let her tongue run away with her.
'Since you think of me as one of your servant, why do you expect me to work without wages?”
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'Since you think of me as one of your servant, why do you expect me to work without wages?”
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“After some harshness to her [...] She would say to herself: 'Thus is the end, I won't bear it any more. I shall go from him and never come back'; and then sit white-faced and tight-lipped over the evening meal in the stuffy parlor behind the shop. [...] She could never go from him without her own life leaving her.”
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― Julius
“You do love me, don't you? Tell me you do.'
'Of course, little idiot; be quiet, anyway,' and she must be content with that.”
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'Of course, little idiot; be quiet, anyway,' and she must be content with that.”
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“He laughed and spread out his hands as though he could gather the atoms that floated as particles of dust upon the air.
'God!' he said. 'Believe in God? Why, I tell you that all of this belongs to me and ai can give it to you.'
[...]
He stood over her, blocking the light from the window. He would not take his eyes from her face; he was terrible he was changed, like someone who talks in his sleep.
'ayes, all of this is mine,' he repeated. 'I shall give it to you. Anything you want. It will belong to me.”
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'God!' he said. 'Believe in God? Why, I tell you that all of this belongs to me and ai can give it to you.'
[...]
He stood over her, blocking the light from the window. He would not take his eyes from her face; he was terrible he was changed, like someone who talks in his sleep.
'ayes, all of this is mine,' he repeated. 'I shall give it to you. Anything you want. It will belong to me.”
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“I don't like to think about it,' she told him. 'It's too but for me. It makes me seem such a little wretched thing. I'm only a speck amongst all this, with no will; it makes me wonder why I believe in God.”
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― Julius
“He could not remember one gesture of tenderness he had given her, neither at the beginning, nor then, nor now, nor at any time.
He accepted, but did not understand it, this feeling of hers for him, all he knew was that it pleased and angered hum at the same time and he had no wish to put her from him.”
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He accepted, but did not understand it, this feeling of hers for him, all he knew was that it pleased and angered hum at the same time and he had no wish to put her from him.”
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“If he threw a brick at her head she would only wince and bleed and then come to him for comfort. He wondered idly how many times he had wounded her with words and she had put her arms about him.”
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― Julius
“He would remember them, perhaps, but they would not matter to him.
He wondered if he would always be like this, making use of men and women for his own purpose, but sufficient unto himself and definitely alone.”
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He wondered if he would always be like this, making use of men and women for his own purpose, but sufficient unto himself and definitely alone.”
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“Every moment was to be grasped because it would not appen again. 'This I had e had, and this, and this,' to taste life and smell it and grasp it, to bave It even if he could not hold it, knowing that be was aged and wise beyond his years, for 'When I am twenty I shall be old and the I shan't want these things,' said Julius. And every song be sang was an adieu, and every movement a gesture of farewell. He sought exhaustion in all its forms, deliberately he made a fetish of sensation and the enjoyment of unbounding health became a sensuous experience. 'If I do everything when I am nineteen I shan't want to do anything later,' be thought. If he had never known what it was to be a child, at least he would know how a big should live; and while he plunged headlong into every folly of mischief and adventure and vice, it was as though part of him stood aside, watching the figure of himself with his hands to his hips, waving good-bye to his own boyhood.”
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― Julius
“It seemed to him that the had grown beyond this life he was leading, it held no longer any element of excitement or interest; he had had what he wanted out of Alger.”
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― Julius
“Grrandpère Blançard used to lose his brains and his body; Julius was determined never to lose anything at all.”
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― Julius
“Père smiled, and his last note was like a note of defiance flung into the air, bearing him away to nothing and to no one's and as be went be took with him something that would never come again, the lost boy, the frightened happy child - he took something of Julius himself - something that was tremulous, and pitiful, and young.”
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― Julius
“But growing to be a man and having his full strength and using that strength, travelling away from Alger and seeing all the countries in the world, all the cities, all the seas, and new things and new people, and other men and other women's and living and loving, and being more powerful than those other men - and getting further than them and further than anyone, not a Rabbin in a Temple, but he himself - he - Julius Lévy - was not that beautiful too?”
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― Julius
“[...] it was as though all the suffering and the horror and the anguish of what had been and which would always remains deep in their hearts, could not be put into words, not now, not ever.”
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― Julius
“Why can't we go home, then?'
'Because Puteaux isn't out home, it belonged to Grandpère and Mère. We have not got a home, you and I. Paris is not our city, France is not our country. We are Lévys, we are Jews.”
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'Because Puteaux isn't out home, it belonged to Grandpère and Mère. We have not got a home, you and I. Paris is not our city, France is not our country. We are Lévys, we are Jews.”
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“Julius was lost in a dream, he was nothing, he was no one [...] He would never be touched, he was the flight of a bird, the shadow of a flower; he was the river bed and the desert sand and the snow upon the mountains.”
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― Julius
“Will my little cat starve in Paris?' he asked.
'I don't know,' said Père. 'I don't know who will take us in or where we shall go. Cats are never happy in strange places. You ought to have left her behind. She would have fed herself. Someone would take care of her.'
'No,' whispered Julius, 'no - never, never anyone but me. What is mine cannot belong to another person. Père, do you understand? Tell me you understand.”
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'I don't know,' said Père. 'I don't know who will take us in or where we shall go. Cats are never happy in strange places. You ought to have left her behind. She would have fed herself. Someone would take care of her.'
'No,' whispered Julius, 'no - never, never anyone but me. What is mine cannot belong to another person. Père, do you understand? Tell me you understand.”
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“The rain mingled with the tears on his face, they splashed down on his sleeve, they became part of the stain that was Grandpère's blood. Julius was indifferent, caring no more.”
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― Julius
“The rain mingled with the tears on his face, they splashed worn on his sleeve, they became part of the stain that was Grandpère's blood. Julius was indifferent, caring no more.”
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― Julius