hierarchy [Theme]

The people here reminded him of the inhabitants of the Northern Valley on Gonta, to whom he had become accustomed since childhood, but they were even poorer. With them he felt light and free, as he never could have felt at the courts of the rich nobility.

Ged, a resident of a small mountain village, had never been in the company of the sons of rich merchants and nobles. He was not used to high-flown speech. It seemed to him that all these

Everyone must strictly know his place and the corresponding scope of rights and privileges, the number and nature of obligations. And not only to know, but also to be strictly guided by this, taking into account also the fact that everything in the world is in dynamic equilibrium, that is, it fluctuates depending on circumstances, conditions of time and place. But fluctuations are fluctuations, and the foundations are unshakable.

These young people wanted to go beyond their class, this never goes unpunished.

Ray grew up in a mining family, and now, from what I heard, he served on a nuclear submarine in Hawaii. I think his father taught him from childhood: the less fresh air and light at work, the better.

Perhaps other related Comstocks lived somewhere, because Grandpa had more than a dozen brothers and sisters. But if there were any, they, having made their way into the people, lost contact with the impoverished branch; bonds of money are stronger than blood relations.

It is simply amazing how quickly he mastered all types and shades of bows. A short bow, a deep bow, a half bow, a casual nod. The scale of bows in the restaurant was simple - everything depended on the wallet and the amount of the bill.

- Erebus is a deceived puppy! He claims to be the anointed one. However, all he did was open the door.

Aurora is not like us! Because she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Because for non-life has always been a game, while for us it has always been a fight ...

And those who are below - eat their noodles and not flutter!

Miss Kilman had no intention of pandering to Mrs. Dalloway. She earned her own bread all her life. She knew the new story perfectly. From her meager income she managed to put aside for a cause in which she believed; this same lady never lifted a finger in her entire life; never believed in anything.

With such luxury - where is the hope of salvation? Than to wallow on the couch, to stand at the barre, behind the counter; Mrs. Dalloway and other ladies of society.

But still, I have the right to count on any rank.

Usually poets, actors and townspeople meekly bend their backs when the powers that be honor them with beatings.