Wilson Rawls Citas

• Es extraño cómo los recuerdos pueden permanecer latentes en la mente de un hombre durante tantos años. Sin embargo, esos recuerdos pueden ser despertados y traído fresco y nuevo, sólo por algo que has visto, o algo que has oído, o la visión de una vieja cara familiar.

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  Recuerdos, Mentir, Hombres

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.3, Laurel Leaf

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• Después de colocar la última palada de tierra en su sitio, me senté y dejé que mi mente retrocediera a través de los años. Pensé en el viejo bote de polvos de hornear K. C. y en la primera vez que vi a mis cachorros en la caja del depósito. Pensé en los cincuenta dólares, en las monedas de cinco y diez céntimos, en los pescadores y en los campos de zarzamoras. Miré su tumba y, con lágrimas en los ojos, pronuncié estas palabras: "Valías la pena, viejo amigo, y mil veces más.

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  Eye, Years, Old Friends

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.235, Laurel Leaf

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• I buried Little Ann by the side of Old Dan. I knew that was where she wanted to be. I also buried a part of my life along with my dog.

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  Dog, Littles, Sides

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.242, Laurel Leaf

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• There is a little good in all evil.

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  Evil, Littles

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.228, Laurel Leaf

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• You were worth it, old friend, and a thousand times over.

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  Old Friends, Thousand, Worth It

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.235, Laurel Leaf

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• Men," said Mr. Kyle, "people have been trying to understand dogs ever since the beginning of time. One never knows what they'll do. You can read every day where a dog saved the life of a drowning child, or lay down his life for his master. Some people call this loyalty. I don't. I may be wrong, but I call it love--the deepest kind of love.

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  Loyalty, Dog, Children

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.214, Laurel Leaf

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• With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away. I knew that as long as I lived I'd never forget the two little graves and the sacred red fern.

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  Heart, Two, Long

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.247, Laurel Leaf

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• I found her lying on her stomach, her hind legs stretched out straight, and her front feet folded back under her chest. She had laid her head on his grave. I saw the trail where she had dragged herself through the leaves. The way she lay there, I thought she was alive. I called her name. She made no movement. With the last ounce of strength in her body, she had dragged herself to the grave of Old Dan.

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  Lying, Names, Feet

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• I had heard the old Indian legend about the red fern. How a little Indian boy and girl were lost in a blizzard and had frozen to death. In the spring, when they were found, a beautiful red fern had grown up between their two bodies. The story went on to say that only an angel could plant the seeds of a red fern, and that they never died; where one grew, that spot was sacred.

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  Beautiful, Girl, Spring

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• Internet friends are real friends

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  Real, Real Friends, Internet

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• I'd like to take a walk far back in the flinty hills and search for a souvenir, an old double-bitted ax stuck deep in the side of a white oak tree. I know the handle has long since rotted away with time. Perhaps the rusty frame of a coal-oil lantern still hangs there on the blade.

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  Oil, White, Long

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• En algún momento de la noche me levanté, me acerqué de puntillas a la ventana y miré la caseta del perro. Parecía tan solitaria y vacía a la luz de la luna. Vi que la puerta estaba ligeramente entreabierta. Pensé en las veces que me había tumbado en la cama y había escuchado el chirrido de la puerta cuando mis perros entraban y salían. No sabía que estaba llorando hasta que sentí las lágrimas rodar por mis mejillas.

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  Dog, Lonely, Night

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• Old Dan must have known he was dying. Just before he drew his last breath, he opened his eyes and looked at me. Then with one last sigh, and a feeble thump of his tail, his friendly gray eyes closed forever.

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  Eye, Forever, Dying

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• Daisy sonrió y dijo: "Jay Berry, no morirás. Puedes pensar que lo harás, pero no lo harás. En un día o dos, estarás como nuevo, espero". "Lo dices porque se lo has oído decir a papá", le dije. "¡No, no lo digo!" dijo Daisy. "Lo digo porque soy enfermera, y se supone que las enfermeras animan a sus pacientes". Sabía muy bien que una vez que Daisy había entrado en uno de sus hechizos de enfermera de la Cruz Roja, era ridículo siquiera pensar en intentar convencerla de que lo dejara. Así que gemí, cerré los ojos y me quedé allí sentada mientras...

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  Cheer, Eye, Nursing

  Wilson Rawls (2010). “Summer of the Monkeys”, p.143, Yearling

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• Estoy seguro de que el helecho rojo ha crecido y ha cubierto completamente los dos pequeños montículos. Sé que sigue ahí, escondiendo su secreto bajo esas largas hojas rojas, pero no se escondería de mí porque parte de mi vida también está enterrada ahí. Sí, sé que sigue ahí, porque en mi corazón creo en la leyenda del helecho rojo sagrado.

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  Believe, Heart, Two

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• What I saw was more than I could stand. The noise I heard had been made by Little Ann. All her life she had slept by Old Dan's side. And although he was dead, she had left the doghouse, had come back to the porch, and snuggled up by his side.

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  Littles, Noise, Saws

  Wilson Rawls (2011). “Where the Red Fern Grows”, p.234, Laurel Leaf

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