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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
a nation in which the centralized power and the separate communities work only to nullify each other.
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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
The old Romans knew better; to keep people quiet they filled their bellies.
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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
That is Baroja's world: dismal, ironic, the streets of towns where industrial life sits heavy on the neck of a race as little adapted to it as any in Europe.
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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
The addition of the typewriter to the printing-press has given a new and horrible impetus to the spread of half-baked thought.
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John Dos Passos _ 1919: Volume Two of the U.S.A.
The Camera Eye {38} sealed signed and delivered all over Tours you can smell lindens in bloom it's hot my uniform sticks the OD chafes me under the chin only four days ago AWOL crawling under the freight cars at the station of St. Pierre-des-Corps waiting in the buvette for the MP on guard to look away from the door so's I could slink out with a cigarette {and my heart} in my mouth then in a tiny box of a hotel room changing the date on that old movement order but today my discharge sealed signed and delivered sends off sparks in my pocket like a romancandle I walk past the headquarters of the SOS Hay sojer your tunic's unbuttoned {f-k you buddy} and down the lindenshaded street to the bathhouse that has a court with flowers in the middle of it the hot water gushes green out of brass swanheads into the whitemetal tub I strip myself naked soap myself all over with the sour pink soap slide into the warm deepgreen tub through the white curtain in the window a finger of afternoon sunlight lengthens on the ceiling towel's dry and warm smells of steam in the suitcase I've got a suit of civvies I borrowed from a fellow I know the buck private in the rear rank of Uncle Sam's Medical Corps {serial number . . . never could remember the number anyway I dropped it in the Loire} goes down the drain with a gurgle and hiss and having amply tipped and gotten the eye from the fat woman who swept up the towels I step out into the lindensmell of a July afternoon and stroll up to the café where at the little tables outside only officers may set their whipcord behinds and order a drink of cognac unservable to those in uniform while waiting for the train to Paris and sit down firmly in long pants in the iron chair an anonymous civilian
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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
And messengers must have come running to Don Jorge, telling him the service was on the point of beginning, and he must have waved them away with a grave gesture of a long white hand, while in his mind the distant sound of chanting, the jingle of the silver bit of his roan horse stamping nervously where he was tied to a twined Moorish column, memories of cavalcades filing with braying of trumpets and flutter of crimson damask into conquered towns, of court ladies dancing, and the noise of pigeons in the eaves, drew together like strings plucked in succession on a guitar into a great wave of rhythm in which his life was sucked away into this one poem in praise of death.
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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
While his bread remains sweet, his novels may be as bitter as he likes.
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John Dos Passos _ Rosinante to the Road Again
in this country where an hour's train ride will take you from Siberian snow into African desert, unity of population is hardly to be expected.
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John Dos Passos _ 1919
When they were all up playing in the nursery George caught something again and had monia on account of getting cold on his chest and Yourfather was very solemn and said not to grieve if God called little brother away. But God brought little George back to them only he was delicate after that and had to wear glasses, and when Dearmother let Eveline help bathe him because Miss Mathilda was having the measles too Eveline noticed he had something funny there where she didn't have anything. She asked Dearmother if it was a mump, but Dearmother scolded her and said she was a vulgar little girl to have looked. "Hush, child, don't ask questions. Evaline got red all over and cried and Adelaide and Margaret wouldn't speak to her for days on account of her being a vulgar little girl.
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John Dos Passos _ The 42nd Parallel
and you wondered if you'd be alive next time Halley's Comet came round
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John Dos Passos _ One Man's Initiation-1917
Think, man, think of all the oceans of lies through all the ages that must have been necessary to make this possible! Think of this new particular vintage of lies that has been so industriously pumped out of the press and the pulpit. Doesn't it stagger you?
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John Dos Passos _ Manhattan Transfer
Le soleil, ruisselant dans le bureau sous les stores baissés, taille dans la fumée des cigares une coupe oblique semblable à de la soie mouillée.
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