![]() ![]() "Well, does it matter if I starve?" I said. I picked up the bread, feeling a weird sense of unreality: Did he expect me to be grateful? The situation was so strange I simply had to turn it into absurdity-it was either that or sink into fear and apprehension. "You appear to need it more than I do," he said, looking amused. Then he looked up, paused, then picked up his share of the bread and reached over to put it in front of me. By then the man had returned and set the kettle among the embers. Our courts have their faults, as does any human institution, but in this country our courts are the gre #Quote by Harper Lee court in the land, or this honorable court which you serve. It can be the Supreme Court of the United States or the humblest J.P. We know all men are not created equal in the sense some people would have us believe - some people are smarter than others, some people have more opportunity because they're born with it, some men make more money than others, some ladies make better cakes than others - some people are born gifted beyond the normal scope of most men.īut there is one way in this country in which all men are created equal - there is one human institution that makes a pauper the equal of a Rockefeller, the stupid man the equal of an Einstein, and the ignorant man the equal of any college president. The most ridiculous example I can think of is that the people who run public education promote the stupid and idle along with the industrious - because all men are created equal, educators will gravely tell you, the children left behind suffer terrible feelings of inferiority. There is a tendency in this year of grace, 1935, for certain people to use this phrase out of context, to satisfy all conditions. ![]() Thomas Jefferson once said that all men are created equal, a phrase that the Yankees and the distaff side of the Executive branch in Washington are fond of hurling at us. ![]() One more thing, gentlemen, before I quit. Their lips met a second time, gentle, tentative at first before Cassius increased the pressure #Quote by Riley Hart When Cassius's lips brushed against his own, he opened his eyes and noticed how Cassius watched him, his gaze filled with wonder. "I long for this…for one moment that is only for me."Ĭassius's breath ghosted against his lips his fingertip traced his jaw, his cheek, his eyebrow as his heart thundered in his ears. "I do not…" Cassius began but trailed off. He felt Cassius move closer, but he kept his lids closed, held his breath. ![]() To someone like me, you might simply be everything." You are not simple." Merrick shut his eyes, his lips trembling, his chest loosening in blissful relief as he let the words flow out of him. "Me? Even if it were possible… I am nothing more than a simple - " Perhaps someone like you," Merrick replied, and he heard Cassius inhale sharply. "Because I cannot publicly court someone better suited for me. And now you feel the pressure to court someone like Lady Penelope because…" I wasn't much but it was more than enough. He dug his fingers in before letting go, not quite hard enough to hurt and said, "that's why." Then Andrew was back, as calm and uncaring as always and he caught Neil's wrist to push his hand to his side. In the space of one breath, Andrew's expression went so dark Neil almost retreated. "No," Andrew said and Neil's hand froze a breath from Andrew's arm.Īndrew went still as well and they stood for a minute in awful silence.įinally, Andrew looked back at him, but for a moment, Neil didn't know who he was looking at. Neil reached for him, unwilling to let him leave without a real answer. You know it isn't-Andrew wait!" he insisted but Andrew was turning away like he couldn't hear Neil anymore. After everything they did to you, how can you stand me?" Neil asked.He gestured between them knowing Andrew would understand. ![]()
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