| vecās labās muļķības. bet bez TĀ.. [mini-versija] |
[Sep. 7th, 2010|07:54 pm] |
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| | amjūzd | ] |
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| | gone with the wind [ab] - atkal | ] |
pat īsti nezinu.. bet man liekas kārtējais deja vu - vsm kkādā manā lasījumā..
| GONE WITH THE WIND |
PRIDE & PREJUDICE |
- Well, what if he is? - cried Scarlett, goaded. - I don’t care to discuss him with you because you can’t understand him or his kind of love. The only kind of love you know about is just.. well, the kind you carry on with creatures like that Watling woman.
- Oh, - said Rhett softly. - So I am only capable of carnal lusts?
- Well, you know it’s true.
- Now I appreciate your hesitance in discussing the matter with me. My unclean hands and lips besmirch the purity of his love.
- Well, yes... something like that. |
- His misfortunes! - repeated Darcy contemptuously; - yes, his misfortunes have been great indeed.
- And of your infliction, - cried Elizabeth with energy. - You have reduced him to his present state of poverty--comparative poverty. You have withheld the advantages which you must know to have been designed for him. You have deprived the best years of his life of that independence which was no less his due than his desert. You have done all this! And yet you can treat the mention of his misfortune with contempt and ridicule.
- And this, - cried Darcy, as he walked with quick steps across the room, - is your opinion of me! This is the estimation in which you hold me! I thank you for explaining it so fully. My faults, according to this calculation, are heavy indeed! |
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| neieplānots rīsērčš [part VI] |
[Apr. 3rd, 2010|02:04 pm] |
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| | still happy | ] |
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| | death cab for cutie - meet me on the equinox | ] |
| THE GODFATHER |
ECLIPSE |
- You got hit by the thunderbolt, eh? - Fabrizzio said, clapping him on the shoulder.
Even Calo became friendly, patting him on the arm and saying,
- Easy, man, easy, - but with affection. As if Michael had been hit by a car.
Fabrizzio handed him a wine bottle and Michael took a long slug. It cleared his head.
- What the hell are you damn sheep lovers talking about? - he said.
Both men laughed. Calo, his honest face filled with the utmost seriousness, said,
- You can’t hide the thunderbolt. When it hits you, everybody can see it. Christ, man, don’t be ashamed of it, some men pray for the thunderbolt. You’re a lucky fellow.
Michael wasn’t too pleased about his emotions being so easily read. But this was the first time in his life such a thing had happened to him. It was nothing like his adolescent crushes, it was nothing like the love he’d had for Kay, a love based as much on her sweetness, her intelligence and the polarity of the fair and dark. This was an overwhelming desire for possession, this was an unerasable printing of the girl’s face on his brain and he knew she would haunt his memory every day of his life if he did not possess her. His life had become simplified, focused on one point, everything else was unworthy of even a moment’s attention. |
- Have you ever heard of imprinting?
[...]
- What is it? - I prodded.
Jacob’s eyes strayed to the ocean.
- Sam did love Leah. But when he saw Emily, that didn’t matter anymore. Sometimes... we don’t exactly know why... we find our mates that way. - His eyes flashed back to me, his face reddening. - I mean... our soul mates.
- What way? Love at first sight? - I snickered.
Jacob wasn’t smiling. His dark eyes were critical of my reaction.
- It’s a little bit more powerful than that. More absolute.
[...]
- Love at first sight? But more powerful? - My voice still sounded dubious, and he could hear that.
- It’s not easy to explain. It doesn’t matter, anyway. - He shrugged indifferently. - You wanted to know what happened to Sam to make him hate the vampires for changing him, to make him hate himself. And that’s what happened. He broke Leah’s heart. He went back on every promise he’d ever made her. Every day he has to see the accusation in her eyes, and know that she’s right.
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- The imprinting compulsion is one of the strangest things I’ve ever witnessed in my life, and I’ve seen some strange things. - He shook his head wonderingly. - The way Sam is tied to his Emily is impossible to describe or I should say her Sam. Sam really had no choice. |
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| laikam pēdējais ar 'vējiem līdzi' |
[Mar. 18th, 2010|12:24 pm] |
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| | karluša bļaustās | ] |
| GONE WITH THE WIND |
TWILIGHT |
| He drew up at the gate and swung lightly to the ground and she thought, staring nervously at him, that he looked just like an illustration in a book Wade was always pestering her to read aloud. |
His hair was dripping wet, disheveled — even so, he looked like he'd just finished shooting a commercial for hair gel.
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Edward stood in the halo of the porch light, looking like a male model in an advertisement for raincoats. |
- Scarlett, I’m a bad influence on you and if you have any sense you will send me packing.. if you can. I’m very hard to get rid of. But I’m bad for you.
- Are you?
- Can’t you see it? Ever since I met you at the bazaar, your career has been most shocking and I’m to blame for most of it. |
- What if I'm the bad guy? - He smiled playfully, but his eyes were impenetrable.
- Oh,- I said, as several things he'd hinted fell suddenly into place. - I see.
- Do you? - His face was abruptly severe, as if he were afraid that he'd accidentally said too much.
- You're dangerous? [...] But not bad,- I whispered, shaking my head. - No, I don't believe that you're bad. |
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| continuation of the rīsērč - part IV |
[Mar. 9th, 2010|08:39 am] |
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| | bastotāja | ] |
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| | gone with the wind [ab] | ] |
| GONE WITH THE WIND |
TWILIGHT [MOVIE/BOOK] |
| I want you more than I have ever wanted any woman--and I’ve waited longer for you than I’ve ever waited for any woman.” |
1) I wanted to kill you at first. I've never wanted a human's blood so much, before.
2) You don't know how long I've waited for you.
[grāmatā principā ir pateikts tas pats, tikai izmantojot daudz lielāku vārdu skaitu]
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‘So you could not love me? That is as I hoped. For while I like you immensely, I do not love you and it would be tragic indeed for you to suffer twice from unrequited love, wouldn’t it, dear? May I call you ‘dear,’ Mrs. Hamilton? I shall call you ‘dear’ whether you like it or not, so no matter, but the proprieties must be observed.”
“You don’t love me?”
“No, indeed. Did you hope that I did?”
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For I do love you, Scarlett, in spite of what I said that night on the porch last month. |
"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying. [...]
"You… don't… want me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.
"No."
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"You weren't going to let go," he whispered. "I could see that. I didn't want to do it—it felt like it would kill me to do it—but I knew that if I couldn't convince you that I didn't love you anymore, it would just take you that much longer to get on with your life. I hoped that, if you thought I'd moved on, so would you." |
| She did not even notice that his hands were jammed in his pockets in hard fists as if he were straining at his own impotence. |
His hands were clenched into hard fists again.
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I could see his hand on his left leg was clenched into a fist, tendons standing out under his pale skin. |
| So he was going to be difficult. Well, she’d have to bear it meekly, much as she disliked it, if she expected to snatch victory from this debacle. |
"I can see this is going to be difficult." The voice was amused, still light and friendly. |
“Drink this,” said Rhett, taking the glass and pushing it against her lips. Now she remembered and glared feebly at him but she was too tired for anger.
“Please, for my sake.” |
"Don't do this," he pleaded.
You wanted me to be human, I reminded him. Well, watch me.
"Please. For me." |
| Swift as a panther, Rhett was beside her, his heavy hand across her mouth, his arm tight about her waist. |
"Are you like a bear, too?" I asked in a low voice.
"More like the lion, or so they tell me," he said lightly. |
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| continuation of the rīsērč |
[Mar. 5th, 2010|09:05 pm] |
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| | tīred | ] |
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| | keane - thin air | ] |
| GONE WITH THE WIND |
TWILIGHT |
| “Don’t giggle,” he said, and taking her hand, he turned it over and pressed his lips into the palm. Something vital, electric, leaped from him to her at the touch of his warm mouth, something that caressed her whole body thrillingly. |
When he touched me, it stung my hand as if an electric current had passed through us.
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I was suddenly hyperaware that Edward was sitting less than an inch from me. I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. |
| His lips traveled to her wrist and she knew he must feel the leap of her pulse as her heart quickened and she tried to draw back her hand. |
My blood was racing, and I wished I could slow it, sensing that this must make everything so much more difficult — the thudding of my pulse in my veins. Surely he could hear it. |
| She could hear him chuckling softly. |
Edward was still chuckling quietly. |
| She was indignant that he had read her mind. She liked to believe herself a thing of mystery to men, but she knew Rhett thought her as transparent as glass. |
"I thought you couldn't read my mind."
"It's getting clearer." I could hear a smile in his voice. |
There would never again be an afternoon as long as this one.
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She saw to her surprise that it was late afternoon and the sun, a ball of crimson, was far down the sky. Somehow, she had imagined it would remain broiling hot noon forever. |
I scrambled for a moment to come back down to reality. It felt like months rather than days since I'd spoken to Jess. |
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| rīsērčs turpinās [and will be continued again] |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|06:44 pm] |
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| | rīdings | ] |
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| | bright eyes - first day of my life | ] |
kamēr klausos, tikmēr top. tāpēc pagaidām viss būs ar 'Vējiem Līdzi'..
šis tas aiz ausīm pievilkts, šis tas vnk dažādi viedokļi par vienu un to pašu tēmu, šis tas vnk kkādas intuitīvas atsauces un asociācijas manā galvā..
| GONE WITH THE WIND |
TWILIGHT / ECLIPSE / MIDNIGHT SUN |
| .. and suddenly she heard her own name called-- called in an unmistakable Charleston voice.. |
"Bella?" a different voice called from the distance.
No! Please let me be imagining that horribly familiar voice. |
she caught Rhett Butler’s eye. His lips were twisted in a slight smile.
[pēc konteksta - viņš it ka zin viņas īstās domas, tāpēc smaida] |
I don't think I fooled him, though. A smile was playing around the edges of his lips. |
| She met his eyes unwillingly and saw they were as teasing as a small boy’s. |
His eyes were wickedly amused. |
| "You have an easy face to read." |
".. My face is so easy to read — my mother always calls me her open book." |
“But if Mother ever--”
“Still tied to mamma’s apronstrings.”
“Oh, you have the nastiest way of making virtues sound so stupid.”
“But virtues are stupid. Do you care if people talk?” |
“That’s it, isn’t it?” The short laugh that escaped me was more shocked than amused. “You’re trying to protect your virtue!”
“No, silly girl. I’m trying to protect yours. And you’re making it shockingly difficult.” |
| “And you look gorgeous when you are mad. I’ll squeeze you again - there - just to see if you will really get mad. You have no idea how charming you were that day at Twelve Oaks when you were mad and throwing things.” |
It was odd how endearing her anger was. Like a furious kitten, soft and harmless, and so unaware of her own vulnerability |
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| neliels research [to be continued] |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|12:03 pm] |
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| | kavēju | ] |
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| | gone with the wind [ab] | ] |
| GONE WITH THE WIND |
TWILIGHT |
| As her eyes wandered from Melanie, she caught the gaze of Rhett Butler, who was not mixing with the crowd but standing apart talking to John Wilkes. He had been watching her and when she looked at him he laughed outright. |
I could feel the shock on my face. I looked forward to see Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper all sliding into the Volvo. In his rearview mirror, Edward's eyes were on me. He was unquestionably shaking with laughter.. |
| He seemed to find her very amusing, for he laughed softly again. |
It felt like the heat of my anger should physically burn him, but he only seemed more amused.
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He laughed a soft, enchanting laugh.
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| “Eavesdroppers often hear highly entertaining and instructive things,” he grinned. “From a long experience in eavesdropping, I--” |
"I'm not surprised you heard something you didn't like. You know what they say about eavesdropners," I reminded him.
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| PRIDE & PREJUDICE |
TWILIGHT |
"May I ask to what these questions tend?"
"Merely to the illustration of your character," said she, endeavouring to shake off her gravity. "I am trying to make it out."
"And what is your success?"
She shook her head.
"I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly."
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"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously.
I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth.
"I'm trying to figure out what you are."
His jaw tightened, but he kept his smile in place with some effort.
"Are you having any luck with that?" he asked in an offhand tone.
"Not too much," I admitted.
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