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41 " But there are times, I was learning, when one must not, on any account, give in to impulse. It was, I suppose, what they mean by the whole idea of “being British”: holding oneself in check for the greater good; substituting the encouraging word for the crushing embrace. "
― Alan Bradley , The Golden Tresses of the Dead (Flavia de Luce, #10)
42 " But in the end, when you stop to think about it, we are, after all, no more than mere particles of dust, drifting along together through eternity, and so it is pleasant to think that we have—in this way or that, for better or for worse—reached out and touched one another. "
43 " Humility is a most excellent barometer,” he said, “and ought to be looked for in all those we are made to look up to. "
44 " Round the front door, like a wreath, another vine was simply swarming with startling berries of lilac, turquoise, and blue, each shining pearly globe spotted like the eggs of the song thrush. The leaves were a leprous variegated green. “Ampelopsis,” Dogger said. “Sometimes called the porcelain vine. "
45 " Undine, who let out one of her long, wet, horrible, slobbering snickers, such as might have been made by a herd of cannibal cows. "
46 " But I found myself wondering if, by whistling about whistling while you work while you were actually working, you would cause some odd bit of the universe, in some unknown dimension, to fold in upon itself—rather like a Klein bottle, which has no inside or outside—causing you to disappear up your own posterior in a cloud of probably invisible orange smoke. "