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...I had been given the name "Mr Wind-up Bird."... [T]he wind-up bird was a powerful presence in Cinnamon's story. The cry of this bird was audible only to certain special people, who were guided by it towards inevitable ruin. The will of human beings meant nothing, then, as the vet [- the only other person with the mark on the cheek -] always seemed to feel. People were no more than dolls set on tabletops, the springs in their backs wound up tight, dolls set to move in ways they could not choose, moving in directions they could not choose. [pp. 524-525]
"Poor Mr Wind-up Bird!", said May Kasahara. "You emptied yourself out trying so hard to save Kumiko. And you probably did save her. Right? And in the process, you saved lots of people. But you couldn't save yourself. [p. 589]
The freedom to do anything at all was taken from me.... My brother held me with yet stronger chains and guards - chains and guards that were myself.... I have to leave for the hospital now, to kill my brother and take my punishment.... I have to do it for his sake too. And to give my life meaning. [pp. 602-603]
It is all true, or it ought to be; and more and better besides. And wherever men are fighting against barbarism, tyranny, and massacre for freedom, law and honour, let them remember that the fame of their deeds, even though they themselves be exterminated, may perhaps be celebrated as long as the world rolls round. Let us then declare that King Arthur... slaughtered innumerable hosts of foul barbarians and set decent folk an example for all time.
"An 'adjective' is 'a syntagmeme whose characteristic is a greatest-conglomerate of intense characters' (sounds to me like a linguistics department)."
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