maya test

“one. It’s the best. Mommy likes them, too. I like when Mommy plays with the cars and me. The red is her best. Today she sits on the couch staring at the wall. The green car flies into the rug. The red car follows. Then the yellow. Crash! But Mommy doesn’t see. I do it again. Crash! But Mommy doesn’t see. I aim the green car at her feet. But”
― E.L. James, Grey

“them again, and all would change to dull reality--the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds--the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheep- bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all thy other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's heavy sobs. Lastly, she pictured to herself”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

“verbracht. Dort hatte er sich in einem kleinen Dorf nicht weit von der Grenze ein Wochenendhaus gekauft. Es war eine regelrechte Bruchbude gewesen, mit feuchten Mauern, von denen der Putz abbröckelte. Im Laufe der Jahre hatte er sie renoviert und mit schönen, alten Möbeln eingerichtet, so dass sie inzwischen fast wohnlich war. Trotzdem mochte ich die Ausflüge dorthin nicht besonders. Mein Vater hatte viele Freunde in Ungarn, mit denen”
― Natascha Kampusch, 3096 Tage

“with large eyes full of tears, but said nothing. 'This here young lady,' said the Gryphon, 'she wants for to know your history, she do.' 'I'll tell it her,' said the Mock Turtle in a deep, hollow tone: 'sit down, both of you, and don't speak a word till I've finished.' So they sat down, and nobody spoke for some minutes. Alice thought to herself, 'I don't see how he can even finish, if he doesn't begin.' But she waited patiently. 'Once,' said the Mock Turtle at last, with a deep sigh, 'I was a real Turtle.' These words were followed by a very long silence, broken only by an occasional exclamation of 'Hjckrrh!' from the Gryphon, and the constant heavy sobbing”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland