"It was not despair; but it seemed to her as if life were passing by, leaving its promise broken and unfulfilled."
"The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth."
"She felt as if a mist had been lifted from her eyes, enabling her to took upon and comprehend the significance of life, that monster made up of beauty and brutality. But among the conflicting sensations which assailed her, there was neither shame nor remorse. There was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips."
"Exhaustion was pressing upon and overpowering her"
The Awakening - Kate Chopin - Parts of Chapter 25,27, 28 and 39
domingo, 29 de junho de 2008
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