Herbert Wells

The Invisible Man

  • Пашаhas quoted7 years ago
    I made a mistake, Kemp, a huge mistake, in carrying this thing through alone. I have wasted strength, time, opportunities. Alone—it is wonderful how little a man can do alone! To rob a little, to hurt a little, and there is the end
  • Ginger Elfhas quoted4 years ago
    I demonstrated conclusively this morning," began Kemp, "that invisibility—"
    "Never mind what you've demonstrated!—I'm starving," said the Voice, "and the night is chilly to a man without clothes."
  • b4527504685has quoted8 years ago
    without giving the ghost of an excuse for an intrusion.
  • Маша Мошкуноваhas quoted10 days ago
    Mr. Henfrey had intended to apologise and withdraw, but this anticipation reassured him.
  • Маша Мошкуноваhas quoted10 days ago
    The only light in the room was the red glow from the fire—which lit his eyes like adverse railway signals, but left his downcast face in darkness—and the scanty vestiges of the day that came in through the open door.
  • Paul Preciadohas quoted7 months ago
    The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over the down, walking as it seemed from Bramblehurst railway station, and carrying a little black portmanteau in his thickly gloved hand. He was wrapped up from head to foot, and the brim of his soft felt hat hid every inch of his face but the shiny tip of his nose; the snow had piled itself against his shoulders and chest, and added a white crest to the burden he carried. He staggered into the Coarch and Horses, more dead than alive as it seemed, and flung his portmanteau down. "A fire," he cried, "in the name of human charity! A room and a fire!" He stamped and shook the snow from off himself in the bar, and followed Mrs. Hall into her guest parlour to strike his bargain. And with that much introduction, that and a ready acquiescen
  • georgekabiru230has quoted8 months ago
    A guest to stop at Iping in the wintertime was an unheard-of piece of luck, let alone a guest who was no "haggler," and she was resolved to show herself worthy of her good fortune.
  • crownvic904has quoted2 years ago
    He staggered into the Coarch and Horses, more dead than alive as it seemed, and flung his portmanteau down.

    The horses in which he came across seemed more dead than living

  • b1381422570has quoted2 years ago
    r conversational advances were ill-timed,
  • b1381422570has quoted2 years ago
    , and he seemed to be lost in thought.
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