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10 months, 1 week ago

no one found himself with courage ready-made

[...] Cenzo Rena suddenly stopped the car, he asked her if she really wanted to get rid of the baby. Anna asked what else she could do, Giuma would never marry her and possibly she herself would not have at all liked marrying him, she had made a mess of everything and so what would that baby have i…

—p.206 All Our Yesterdays All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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sad that one of them should be got rid of

He asked her if she would marry him. In that way she would not have to get rid of the baby. The streets were full of babies and certainly they grew up into men with scowling, nasty faces, and yet it seemed to him sad that one of them should be got rid of. [...]

—p.207 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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she wanted to spend her life making a revolution

[...] She said she had not yet thought of how she wanted to spend her life. He asked her how old she was and she said she was sixteen. He said that at sixteen a person ought to begin to know how he wanted to spend his life. She said she wanted to spend her life making a revolution. Then he started …

—p.199 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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she would have courage only for starting a revolution

[...] She thought how she had neither father nor mother, and how she had found her brother dead on a seat and how she had a baby inside her. But she had not the courage to tell anybody about the baby, nor had she the courage to go and look for a midwife in the town. It seemed to her that she would …

—p.197 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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it seemed to her that she had become grown-up

[...] Giuma knew nothing of the child that was inside her. They lay down and made love in the bushes by the river, and then they were silent with their faces in the grass and Anna hunted for words in which to tell him of the child that was inside her. But she looked at Giuma’s face in the grass and…

—p.163 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg