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The protagonist is nameless, one of the few figures invented the novel. While the story takes a number of names: at the beginning, following the Magister Thomas uses his original, then you call Gustav Metzger, Lucas Niemanson, Lienhard Jost, Gerrit Boeckbinder, Lot, Hans Grüeb, Ludwig Schaliedecker, Titian and Ismael On-the-world-traveler. He has participated in many of the uprisings and revolts in central Europe of his time.




* This effort, which comes back to bite into it, I had forgotten, aside from the strength of one who climbs over the edge of defeat. (P. 20)
* In this life I have learned one thing: what the hell and heaven do not exist. We carry within them wherever we go. (P. 154)
* The freedom of mind is priceless, but the world wants to impose one on everything. (P. 160)
* Friends are dead and for those left behind I found to be deaf. God has nothing to do more and we gave up on a spring day, disappearing from the world with all its promises and his pledge life. The freedom to spend it among those white thighs. (P. 170) *
Their tolerance was a luxury for the wealthy that would never have gone beyond the granting of a bowl of soup to the poor. (187)
* There was something terrifying in the eyes: innocence. (P. 207)
* Yesterday I asked a little child of five years it was Jesus who said you know what? A statue. (P. 223)
* It is the knowledge that you gave me: do not ever free our minds, our bodies without leave. (P. 237)
* The sign does not flow around you, is not in the walls, the bricks in lime, in the pebbles, no, you will not find what you looking for. The sign is the research itself, the sign you're trudging through the mud of the streets. (P. 237)
* I was closest to God I am in the midst of my bitches that all those letters with the smell under her nose and then came to be treated by them peas! (P. 245)
* Eradicate the pedigree of the opponent with the power of foul language. (P. 256)
* Do not ever deny yourself what you fought for. [...] The defeat does not make an unjust cause. (P. 335) *
memory. Bag full of junk that roll out for the event and end up surprised, as if I were you to collect, transform them into precious objects. (P. 345)
* See? The money you can not reverse: still turn it always shows one face. (P. 355)
* The difference between a pope and a prophet is only that vie with one another a monopoly of truth, the Word of God (p. 356)
* The books change the world only if the world fails to digest it. (P. 415)

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The typical novel "psychological" tends to be shapeless. The Russians and the disciples of the Russians have demonstrated ad nauseam that no man is impossible suicides for happiness, good will to murderers, people who adore to the point of separating forever, informers for fervor and humility ... This freedom eventually becomes equivalent to the total disorder. (P. 17-18)

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Cain and Abel met after the death of Abel. They walked into the desert and recognized from afar because they were both very high. The brothers sat on the ground, lit a fire and ate. Silent, as people do not accept the day when tired. Stuck in the sky a few stars, who had not yet received its name. In light of the flames, he noticed on the forehead of Cain Abel, the sign of the stone and dropping the bread that was asked to put in his mouth that he had forgiven his crime. Abel replied, "You killed me, I killed you?" I do not remember: we are here together as before. " "Now I know that I have really forgiven," said Cain, "Why forgive and forget. I also will try to forget." Abel said slowly: "It is. As long remorse takes the blame."

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Episode # 3: the baby orangutan.

Baby Orangutan is a 32 year-old lawyer who always nearly seventy feet. Perpetually engaged in achieving this goal wakes up, his birthday with the intention of bringing healthy Trinket, his loyal playmate, to urinate. But lying in wait for the ups and downs: a disagreeable fact, handle the road blocks, and its need increases the pressure and the pressure squeezes the bladder and bladder feeds nervousness. Hard to think in such a desperate condition. So the child begins to violently hit the wooden barrier, when in fact the reason can not get there often is violence to settle issues. The question, surly and unruly, however, would not take place, so the little man frowning but never tamed frowning begins to look for solutions that give small windows groping toward the light, perhaps the salvation, and certainly the process. What do I know? Put an arm to find an external handle, numb up to leave a gap of 10 to 10 cm, any solution that mind is trying desperately with his hands, having evidently adbicato dell'inestricabile the brain to solve this dilemma. But here, more than 10 minutes, his eyes are wet and open the eyes of the child as open square, which happily woke up thanks to the continuous blows on the door rushes to the cry for help bambino.L 'Orange cavernous intimate "panel, you try it! ". Three seconds after the baby square after pronouncing the words aloud "It rises, it flows," a curse and hidden in his teeth, between the laughter of children Cesaroni can finally get back to sleep. Partly cloudy.

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From the diary of SEBASTIAN R.
June 1975

I wanted to win. I wanted to win at any cost, that I paid me or not. I also agreed to be the chosen one but I, moreover, has never happened that the winner of the race was also the chosen one. They are two different people. Always have been. Should be. Who wins lives. And with the city he lives. And who dies ... well die because the city is reborn. Strong reborn in all its traditions, its size This and all the glory of his past. The glory of the battle of Vallinfreda victory against the Farnese, the glory of the battle won in Montopoli against the Orsini. The glory of a free fair. The glory of decades and decades of freedom. I do not know who will die, nor do I feel responsible for her death. I have been asked simply to run. And fate has given me Capablanca, the best horse possible. I did not choose me. In the end I did not even think about it I won. He did all the horse. No hesitation to any curve. It is always thrown in as if the victory was necessary and risks, all risks, non-existent, useless as a mediocre life. A Bridge Over I was before. Compressive via any of the banks' other ward was even remotely competitive. It was obvious. No alternatives. Necessary as life. God must like the entrance to the mouth of San Marco when darkness has swallowed me trembling like a child. I won, I already knew I had won, and I had a fear infinite. A nameless fear. On the square everyone expected my victory but no one in the bottom of his heart he hoped it was real. What really happened. A miracle, an accident, rain, a Hamstring, would have preferred any nonsense. But in reality everyone knew that I would have won. The silence that accompanied my entry in the square will never forget. My people betrayed me. Betrayed my future. I'm only 17 years. Only 17 years old. Yesterday, today celebrated the victory and the first began to tell me that I armed the hand of the assassin. That for the glory of myself and of my people, for the venerable district of Ponte, had sacrificed an innocent person. But they did! I wanted them for the race. They wanted to win. They thought I was the best rider possible. The draw put me on that horse. I have nothing to do. I have only gone along with that demon. I used the whip only the start. Three lashes and all. The rest of the time I spent in Reggio. I have nothing to do. I. I. I. I did not want that.