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" That's most interesting. But I was no more a mind-reader then than today. I
was weeping for an altogether different reason. When I watched you dancing that day, I saw something else. I saw a new world coming rapidly. More
scientific, efficient, yes. More cures for the old sicknesses. Very good. But a
harsh, cruel world. And I saw a little girl, her eyes tightly closed, holding to her breast the old kind world, one that she knew in her heart could not
remain, and she was holding it and pleading, never to let her go. That is what I saw. It wasn't really you, what you were doing, I know that. But I saw you and it broke my heart. And I've never forgotten. "
― Kazuo Ishiguro , Never Let Me Go
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" With a regrettable sigh he shook his head." I'm sorry, but this isn't going to work out." " What the hell are you doing, Trevor?" Hankdemanded anxiously. No doubt the manwouldn't be getting laid tonight, but Trevorcouldn't help it. He had his standards andthis woman failed them." Maybe we could go grab a cup of coffeesomewhere and get to know-" He held up his hand, stopping her before shemade an even bigger fool out of herself." Please stop." " But, I was only-" " Don't beg." " I wasn't. I was just-" " Begging?" Trevor guessed, sighing. " I know,but you're going to have to accept that thiswould never work out." She frowned up at him. " I wasn't begging. Iwas just going to suggest that we should-" " Look," he said, reaching for the door, " thiss just getting sad. I'm just going to go beforethings get out of hand. "
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" I had spent many nights in the jungle looking for game, but this was the first time I had ever spent a night looking for a man-eater. The length of road immediately in front of me was brilliantly lit by the moon, but to right and left the overhanging trees cast dark shadows, and when the night wind agitated the branches and the shadows moved, I saw a dozen tigers advancing on me, and bitterly regretted the impulse that had induced me to place myself at the man-eater's mercy. I lacked the courage to return to the village and admit I was too frightened to carry out my self-imposed task, and with teeth chattering, as much from fear as from cold, I sat out the long night. As the grey dawn was lighting up the snowy range which I
was facing, I rested my head on my drawn-up knees, and it was in this position my men an hour later found me fast asleep; of the tiger I had neither heard nor seen anything. "
― Jim Corbett , The Champawat Man - Eater