 Man is made of dirt — I saw him made. I am not made of dirt. Man is a museum of diseases, a home of impurities; he comes to-day and is gone to-morrow; he begins as dirt and departs as stench; I am of the aristocracy of J jthe Imperishables.  The Mysterious Stranger: A Romance - Página 25por Mark Twain - 1916 - 150 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | Mark Twain - 1922 - 338 páginas
...them are not comparable." "You have answered your own question," he said. "I will expand it. Man is made of dirt — I saw him made. I am not made of...and departs as stench; I am of the aristocracy of J jthe Imperishables. And man has the Moral Sense. /You understand? He has the Moral Sense. That /... | |
 | Mark Twain - 1923 - 352 páginas
...them are not comparable." "You have answered your own question," he said. "I will expand it. Man is made of dirt — I saw him made. I am not made of dirt. Man is a mnsfiiim of diseases, a homeofinpurities; he comes to-day and is gone to-morrow; he begins as dirt... | |
 | James Martin Gillis - 1925 - 224 páginas
...piece of bark, 'What is the difference between Caesar and this?' 'Man is made of dirt. I saw him made. Man is a museum of diseases, a home of impurities....gone to-morrow. He begins as dirt, and departs as a stench.' — 'Your paltry race, always lying, always claiming virtues which it hasn't got, always... | |
 | Louis J. Budd, Edwin Harrison Cady - 1987 - 324 páginas
...says that Man is made of dirt — I saw him made. I am not made of dirt. Man is a museum of disgusting diseases, a home of impurities; he comes to-day and...is gone to-morrow, he begins as dirt and departs as a stench; I am of the aristocracy of the Imperishables. And man has the Moral Sense. (P- 55) Adamic... | |
 | Forrest G. Robinson - 1995 - 288 páginas
...anymore. And I don't intend to try.24 Philip Traum defines the final indignity of humanity: Man is made of dirt - I saw him made. I am not made of dirt. Man is a museum of disgusting diseases, a home of impurities; he comes today and is gone to-morrow, he begins as dirt... | |
 | Bruce Olds - 2001 - 396 páginas
...whirring of time. Like depressing the brake on the stomach of a clock, a clock hourly rigged to implode. Man is a museum of diseases, a home of impurities;...tomorrow; he begins as dirt and departs as stench —MARK TWAIN By the time she got there, there wasn't much left: a skull with some face strung across... | |
 | Tracy Fessenden, Associate Professor of Religious Studies Tracy Fessenden - 2007 - 364 páginas
...followed."92 The eponymous narrator of The Chronicle of Young Satan renders a similar verdict: "Man is made of dirt — I saw him made. I am not made of dirt. Man is a museum of disgusting diseases, a home of impurities; he comes to-day and is gone to-morrow, he begins as dirt... | |
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