With Leper it was always a fight, a hard fight to win when your seventeen years old and lived in a keyedup, competing schoool, to avoiding making fun of him. But as i had gotten to know him this fight had been easier to win. pg.96
"Devon was revealed as still very close to the ways of peace; the war was at worst only a bore, as Brinker said, no more taxing to us than a day spent at harvesting in an apple orchard." Chapter 7 Page 92
"We know the scene of the crime," Brinker went on, "high in that... that funereal tree by the river. There wasn’t any poison, nothing as subtle as that.”
"To enlist. To slam the door impulsively on the past, to shed every thing down to my last bit of clothing, to break the pattern of my life -- that complex design I had been weaving since birth with all its dark threads...I yearned to take giant military shears to it, snap! bitten off in an instant....The war would be deadly all right. But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me...." Chapter 7, pg. 100
"Everybody in this place is either a draft-dodging Kraut or a...a..." the scornful force of his tone turned the word into a curse, "a nat-u-ral-ist!" he grabbed my arm agitatedly. "I'm giving up, I'm going to enlist. Tomorrow (100)."
"There was no one to stop me but myself. Puttin aside soft reservations about what I owed Devon and my duty to my parents and so on, I reckoned my responsibilities by the light of the unsentimental night sky and I knew that I owed no one anything. I owed myself to meet this crisis in my life when I chose, and I chose now."
P.101-102 Knowles, John. A Seperate Peace. New York: Scribner.
"But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I loved. And if it wasn't there, as for example with Phineas, then I put it there myself."
" all of us lined both sides of the track and got ready to cheer the engineer and passengers. the coach windows were open and the passengers surprisingly were hanging out; they were all men, i could discern, all young, all alike. It was a troop train. pg. 97
Stranded in this mill town railroad yard while the whole world was converging elsewhere, we seemed to be nothing but children playing amoung heroic men. (97)
"But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I loved. And if it wasn't there, as for example with Phineas, then I put it there myself." p.101
"I only had to add "Pushed him out of th tree" and the chain of implausibility would be complete "Then I..." just those few words and perhaps this dungeon nightmare would end. But I could feel my throat closing on them; I could never say them,never.(90)"
"I felt a thrill when he said it. This was the logical climax of the whole misbegotten day, this whole out-of-joint term at Devon. I think I had been waiting for a long time for someone to say this so that I could entertain these decisive words myself."(Pg. 100)
"Ah-h-h.The truth hurts, eh?" I looked at him as sherply as eyes can look. He had struck an accursing pose. "Sure" i gave a short laugh "sure."But these words came out of me by themselves,"But the truth will out." Pg 88
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With Leper it was always a fight, a hard fight to win when your seventeen years old and lived in a keyedup, competing schoool, to avoiding making fun of him. But as i had gotten to know him this fight had been easier to win. pg.96
"Devon was revealed as still very close to the ways of peace; the war was at worst only a bore, as Brinker said, no more taxing to us than a day spent at harvesting in an apple orchard." Chapter 7 Page 92
"We know the scene of the crime," Brinker went on, "high in that... that funereal tree by the river. There wasn’t any poison, nothing as subtle as that.”
p. 90
Ch. 7
"To enlist. To slam the door impulsively on the past, to shed every thing down to my last bit of clothing, to break the pattern of my life -- that complex design I had been weaving since birth with all its dark threads...I yearned to take giant military shears to it, snap! bitten off in an instant....The war would be deadly all right. But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me...." Chapter 7, pg. 100
"Everybody in this place is either a draft-dodging Kraut or a...a..." the scornful force of his tone turned the word into a curse, "a nat-u-ral-ist!" he grabbed my arm agitatedly. "I'm giving up, I'm going to enlist. Tomorrow (100)."
"There was no one to stop me but myself. Puttin aside soft reservations about what I owed Devon and my duty to my parents and so on, I reckoned my responsibilities by the light of the unsentimental night sky and I knew that I owed no one anything. I owed myself to meet this crisis in my life when I chose, and I chose now."
P.101-102
Knowles, John. A Seperate Peace. New York: Scribner.
"I wanted, anything I loved. And if it wasn't there, as for example with Phineas, then I put it there myself."
Page 101
"But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I loved. And if it wasn't there, as for example with Phineas, then I put it there myself."
Page 101
Rudeh
"To enlist. To slam the door impulsively on my past, to shed every thing down to my last bit of clothing, to break the pattern of my life... (pg 100)"
" all of us lined both sides of the track and got ready to cheer the engineer and passengers. the coach windows were open and the passengers surprisingly were hanging out; they were all men, i could discern, all young, all alike. It was a troop train. pg. 97
Stranded in this mill town railroad yard while the whole world was converging elsewhere, we seemed to be nothing but children playing amoung heroic men. (97)
"Everything that had happened throughout the day faded that first false snowfall of the winter. Phineas was back."
page 102
"But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I loved. And if it wasn't there, as for example with Phineas, then I put it there myself." p.101
"Everything that had happened throughout the day faded like that first false snowfall of the winter. Phineas was back(103)."
"Everything that had happened throughout the day faded like that first false snowfall of the winter. Phineas was back(102)."
"Everything that had happened throughout the day faded like that first snowflake of winter. Phineas was back.(102)"
"I only had to add "Pushed him out of th tree" and the chain of implausibility would be complete "Then I..." just those few words and perhaps this dungeon nightmare would end.
But I could feel my throat closing on them; I could never say them,never.(90)"
"I'll bet you knew all the time Finny wouldn't be back this fall. That's why you picked him for a roommate, right?"
"what?, no of course not."
"I felt a thrill when he said it. This was the logical climax of the whole misbegotten day, this whole out-of-joint term at Devon. I think I had been waiting for a long time for someone to say this so that I could entertain these decisive words myself."(Pg. 100)
"'Doing away with a roommate so he could have a whole room to himself. Rankest treachery.' He paused Impressively. 'Practically fratricide'"
p. 89
"Ah-h-h.The truth hurts, eh?"
I looked at him as sherply as eyes can look. He had struck an accursing pose.
"Sure" i gave a short laugh "sure."But these words came out of me by themselves,"But the truth will out." Pg 88
Everything that had happened throughout the day faded like that first false snowfall of the winter. Phineas was back. p.102
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