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Here is a riddle not for us contemporaries to figure out: Why is Germany allowed to punish its evildoers and Russia is not? What kind of disastrous path lies ahead of us if we do not have the chance to purge ourselves of that putrefaction rotting inside our body? What, then, can Russia teach the world? Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
That is horse piss and rotted straw, he thought. It is a good odour to breathe. It will calm my heart. My heart is quite calm now. I will go back. James Joyce
There was nowhere to sit except the bunk, which was covered with rotting food, and a wooden stool, upon which sat a large fur-covered lump—an old cheese, perhaps, or a dead cat. Dave Barry
The sun which warms the plant can under other conditions also wither it. The rain which nourishes the flower can under other conditions rot it. The same sun shines upon mud that shines upon wax. It hardens the mud but softens the wax. The difference is not in the sun, but in that upon which it shines. The Divine Life which shines upon a soul that loves Him, softens it into everlasting life; that same Divine Life which shines upon the slothful soul, neglectful of God, hardens it into... Fulton J. Sheen
Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors... Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat... What then was music created for? Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves? I think I know. Emilie Autumn
But we never get back our yout? The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to. Oscar Wilde
George R. R. Martin quote: "If half an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. A..."
If half an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. A man is good or he is evil. (Melisandre of Asshai) George R. R. Martin
When you stay too long in the same place, things and people go to pot on you, they rot and start stinking for your special benefit. Louis-Ferdinand Celine
Once off the bush. The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair. That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not.-Blackberry picking Seamus Heaney
Life always bursts the boundaries of formulas. Defeat may prove to have been the only path to resurrection, despite its ugliness. I take it for granted that to create a tree I condemn a seed to rot. If the first act of resistance comes too late it is doomed to defeat. But it is, nevertheless, the awakening of resistance. Life may grow from it as from a seed. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Man was matter. Drop him out of a window and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll rot, like other kinds of garbage. Joseph Heller
F. Scott Fitzgerald quote: "Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where..."
Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where everything is civilized and gay and rotted and polite. F. Scott Fitzgerald
Ever since, two summers ago, Joe Marino had begun to come into her bed, a preposterous fecundity had overtaken the staked plans, out in the side garden where the southwestern sun slanted in through the line of willows each long afternoon. The crooked little tomato branches, pulpy and pale as if made of cheap green paper, broke under the weight of so much fruit; there was something frantic in such fertility, a crying-out like that of children frantic to please. Of plants, tomatoes seemed the... John Updike
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain-- All, all the stretch of these great green states-- And make America again! Langston Hughes
Auguries of innocence"He who mocks the infant's faith. Shall be mock'd in age and death. He who shall teach the child to doubt. The rotting grave shall ne'er get out. He who respects the infant's faith. Triumphs over hell and death. The child's toys and the old man's reasons. Are the fruits of the two seasons. William Blake

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