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Page 51
Books , he said , are the sole repository of human thought , its only vehicle of
transmission from century to century , from generation to generation . They
preserve it through all time in its primordial freshness , in all its variety and
gradation of ...
Books , he said , are the sole repository of human thought , its only vehicle of
transmission from century to century , from generation to generation . They
preserve it through all time in its primordial freshness , in all its variety and
gradation of ...
Page 63
I thought of Lenin — the huge mass movement he led , and the astonishingly
simple man I had just seen walking through the crowd . I thought of the recruit ,
and of the young peasant girlhalf in love with her across the years , as though
she ...
I thought of Lenin — the huge mass movement he led , and the astonishingly
simple man I had just seen walking through the crowd . I thought of the recruit ,
and of the young peasant girlhalf in love with her across the years , as though
she ...
Page 74
As I walked , I thought about the sad or happy memories the flower must have
brought to life for that bony old man , and wondered how long he had kept locked
up inside him the pain of his old age and his young heart , which had finally ...
As I walked , I thought about the sad or happy memories the flower must have
brought to life for that bony old man , and wondered how long he had kept locked
up inside him the pain of his old age and his young heart , which had finally ...
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Contents
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
The Hall with the Fountain | 58 |
Copyright | |
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