ellauri064.html on line 521: “What’s up?” asked Ford.

ellauri077.html on line 218: Galindo tells me that Wallace’s heavy sense of irony and self-deprecation fits in rather well with contemporary Brazil: “What... is much more HUMAN. It is not AMERICAN (though, I repeat, he may have thought it was).
ellauri083.html on line 378: “What astounds me,” said Ziering in an interview, is that for the past nearly three decades, people assume that this has been a matter of “he said, she said”—meaning Allen’s word versus Farrow’s. But after Ziering and codirector Kirby Dick began their research, they realized, “Actually, it’s been a ‘he said, he said’ situation. Mia didn’t even speak until the Vanity Fair interview [in 2013]. Never. She is such a private person. That’s really important to know. And she was sort of blindsided by all these events that happened to her. And kept trying to navigate the best that she could just to protect her children and family.”
ellauri095.html on line 508: This potential for a new sacramental poetry was first realized by Hopkins in The Wreck of the Deutschland. Hopkins recalled that when he read about the wreck of the German ship Deutschland off the coast of England it “made a deep impression on me, more than any other wreck or accident I ever read of,” a statement made all the more impressive when we consider the number of shipwrecks he must have discussed with his father. Hopkins wrote about this particular disaster at the suggestion of Fr. James Jones, Rector of St. Beuno’s College, where Hopkins studied theology from 1874 to 1877. Hopkins recalled that “What I had written I burnt before I became a Jesuit and resolved to write no more, as not belonging to my profession, unless it were by the wish of my superiors; so for seven years I wrote nothing but two or three little presentation pieces which occasion called for [presumably ‘Rosa Mystica’ and ‘Ad Mariam’]. But when in the winter of ’75 the Deutschland was wrecked in the mouth of the Thames and five Franciscan nuns, exiles from Germany by the Falck Laws, aboard of her were drowned I was affected by the account and happening to say so to my rector he said that he wished someone would write a poem on the subject. On this hint I set to work and, though my hand was out at first, produced one. I had long had haunting my ear the echo of a new rhythm which now I realized on paper.”
ellauri097.html on line 302: In some respects this reflects a national pathology. Unlike an American or British child, an Australian student can go through thirteen years of education without reading much of their country’s literature at all (of the more than twenty writers I studied in high school, only two were Australian). This is symptomatic of the country’s famed “cultural cringe,” a term first coined in the 1940s by the critic A.A. Phillips to describe the ways that Australians tend to be prejudiced against home-grown art and ideas in favor of those imported from the UK and America. Australia’s attitude to the arts has, for much of the last two centuries, been moral. “What these idiots didn’t realize about White was that he was the most powerful spruiker for morality that anybody was going to read in an Australian work,” argued David Marr, White’s biographer, during a talk at the Wheeler Centre in 2013. “And here were these petty little would-be moral tyrants whinging about this man whose greatest message about this country in the end was that we are an unprincipled people.”
ellauri099.html on line 228: Simon Critchley is a professor of philosophy at the New School for Social Research and the author of several books, notably “What We Think About When We Think About Soccer”. He is the moderator of a stone.
ellauri100.html on line 250: Birth and upbringing: Born before Pearl Harbor, but not old enough to remember it or World War II. (Japan formally surrendered two days before my first day of kindergarten.) Raised in two small, adjoining cities in the flat, eastern part of Michigan’s lower peninsula. (But not in the Detroit metro area, as we hastened to add when asked “What part of Michigan?”.) Not a son of privilege, by any means (see “Socioeconomic Background and Character,” below).
ellauri106.html on line 462: “What is being done to silence this man?” an American rabbi asked in a 1963 letter to the Anti-Defamation League. God´s mills grind slowly, but all is well that ends well.
ellauri107.html on line 325: “What kind of diaspora? I’m not in any diaspora. I am in my country and I’m here and I’m free and I can be whatever I want to be.” Ei kyllä siltä vaikuta.
ellauri107.html on line 493: Babbitt snorted, “What do you expect? Think we were sent into the world to have a soft time and—what is it?—'float on flowery beds of ease'? Think Man was just made to be happy?”
ellauri109.html on line 541: In March, 1959, The New Yorker published Roth’s story “Defender of the Faith,” in which a Jewish enlisted man tries to manipulate a Jewish sergeant into giving him special treatment out of ethnic kinship. Various rabbis and Jewish community leaders accused Roth of cultural treason. “What is being done to silence this man?” Emanuel Rackman, the president of the Rabbinical Council of America, wrote. “Medieval Jews would have known what to do with him.”
ellauri112.html on line 853: Those asserting that Jesus made intoxicating wine are also implying that Jesus was encouraging a drinking party, vain drinking, and drunkenness. Wayne Jackson says in his article, “What about Moderate Social Drinking?”,
ellauri133.html on line 372: “I decided that the bridge could be the city, if there was something under it,” King wrote on his website. “What’s under a city? Tunnels. Sewers ... I thought of how such a story might be cast; how it might be possible to create a ricochet effect, interweaving the stories of the children and the adults they become. Sometime in the summer of 1981 I realized that I had to write the troll under the bridge or leave him—IT—forever.”
ellauri142.html on line 176: Some say that Maha was taken from Hebrew, meaning, “What a boner.” Some say its origins are from the Sanskrit “Möhömaha,” meaning potbelly, or lord.
ellauri143.html on line 61: The picture was also accompanied by a couplet from the first chapter of Thirukkural — “Katradhanaal aaya Payanen kol VaalaRivan natraal Thozhaaar enin,” which translates to — “What profit have those derived from learning, who worship not the good feet of him who is possessed of pure knowledge?”
ellauri143.html on line 63: The state BJP, it is alleged, has given a new inference to the couplet which has a religious overtone. The inference they provided goes like this — “What is the use of education when one who defies god and his believers?”
ellauri153.html on line 491: same: “What can I rely on?” The problem of evil then builds on the practical problems of the
ellauri156.html on line 689: As I understand the Bible, there is more to the story than this, however. Our lord (meaning Jeshua) frequently told stories. Why was this? Was it because he was trying to “put the cookies on the lowest shelf”? Was he accommodating his teaching to those who might have difficulty understanding it? Sometimes our lord told stories to the religious experts, who should have been able to follow a more technical argument. No, I think his own elevator did not quite reach the upper floors. I am thinking in particular of the story of the Good Samaritan, as recorded in Luke 10. A religious lawyer stood up and asked Jesus a question, not to sincerely learn, but with the hope of making our Lord look bad before the people. He asked, “What shall I do to inherit eternal life?” Jesus turned the question around. This man was the expert in the Law of Moses, what did it teach? The man answered, “YOU SHALL LOVE THE LORD YOUR GOD WITH ALL YOUR HEART, AND WITH ALL YOUR SOUL, AND WITH ALL YOUR STRENGTH, AND WITH ALL YOUR MIND; AND YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF, THAT IS, EVEN MORE.” (Luke 10:27). In effect, Jesus responded, “Right. Now do it.” That was the problem with the law, no one could do it without failing, and so no one could earn their way to heaven by good works. Well, how high can we get with mediocre works? Someplace between heaven and hell would actually be most preferable.
ellauri160.html on line 654: “What, actually, is magic? It is man’s belief in his ability, by taking active measures, to control his fate and in a certain sense this circumvents God. It doesn’t contradict faith but it does help God to help me. That’s why I love it, because it’s very human, especially in an era that is scientific.
ellauri172.html on line 285: 26 Then the angel of the Lord moved on ahead and stood in a narrow place where there was no room to turn, either to the right or to the left. 27 When the donkey saw the angel of the Lord, it lay down under Balaam, and he was angry(E) and beat it with his staff. 28 Then the Lord opened the donkey’s mouth,(F) and it said to Balaam, “What have I done to you to make you beat me these three times?(G)”
ellauri236.html on line 405: “Are you sure it’s safe to use?” “Yeah. It can stay up all night.” She settled down in the bed. “Can it?” She spoke so softly he scarcely heard what she said, but he did hear. He suddenly grinned. “Well, there’s no law against it, is there? Do you want me to stay?” “Now you’re making me wet,” the girl said and hid her face. “What a question to ask a lady.” "My spaghetti’s going to be world famous in a moment. I promise.”
ellauri236.html on line 510: “What kills me,” Paula said as she got into the car with a generous show of nylon-clad legs, “is I always have to buy my own corsage. The day you think of buying me one, I’ll faint.”
ellauri241.html on line 1406: “What is there in thee, Moon! that thou shouldst move

ellauri241.html on line 1462: Mutter'd: “What lonely death am I to die

ellauri243.html on line 289: exactly the most pleasant list, but if you’ve ever wondered, “What
ellauri257.html on line 508: Happily, when I last visited Singer’s archives at the Ransom Center, in Austin, Texas, I located the manuscript. Unhappily, it is far less than Alma had promised — not only in length (I came across 13 pages, a number of them only a few lines long,) but also in content. The first page has a title penciled in capital letters: “What Life Is Like With a Writer.”
ellauri264.html on line 582: Eli asked, “What happened, my son?”
ellauri276.html on line 1051: “What have you been doing boys, all this long day? "Mitä olette tehneet pojat, koko tämän pitkän päivän?
ellauri276.html on line 1122: “What have you been doing this very long day? ”Mitä sinä olet tehnyt tänä hyvin pitkänä päivänä?
ellauri276.html on line 1160: “What have you been doing, boys, all this ere long day? "Mitä olette tehneet, pojat, koko tämän pitkän päivän?
ellauri276.html on line 1241: “What have been been doing boys all this long day? "Mitä pojat ovat tehneet koko tämän pitkän päivän?
xxx/ellauri081.html on line 273: Bob Death smiles coolly (South Shore bikers are required to be extremely cool in everything they do) and manipulates a wooden match with his lip and says No, not that fish-one. He has to assume a kind of bar-shout to clear the noise of his idling hawg. He leans in more toward Gately and shouts that the one he was talking about was: This wise old whiskery fish swims up to three young fish and goes, “Morning, boys, how’s the water?” and swims away; and the three young fish watch him swim away and look at each other and go, “What the fuck is water?” and swim away. The young biker leans back and smiles at Gately and gives an affable shruge and blatts away, a halter top’s tits mashed against his back.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 232: “What goes into someone’s mouth does not defile them, but what comes out of their mouth, that is what defiles them." Hmm. Better exhale through the nose.
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 207: R. Y’hoshu’a ben Levi once found Elijah standing at the entrance of the cave or R. Shim’on ben Yohai…He asked him: “When will the Messiah come?” He said to him: “Go, ask him himself” “And where does he sit? “At the entrance of the city [of Rome]” “And what are his marks?” “His marks are that he sits among the poor who suffer of diseases, and while all of them unwind and rewind[the bandages of all their wounds] at once, he unwinds and rewinds them one by one, for he says, ‘Should I be summoned, there must be no delay.’” R. Y’hoshu’a went to him and said to him; “Peace be unto you, my Master and Teacher!” He said to him: “Peace unto you, Son of Levi!” He said to him: when will the Master come?” He said to him: “Today.” R. Y’hoshu’a went to Elijah, who asked him; “What did he tell you?” R. Y’hoshu’s said “[He said to me:] Peace be unto you, Son of Levi!” Elijah said to him: “[By saying this] he assured the World to Come for you and your father.” R. Y’hoshu’a then said to Elijah: “The Messiah lied to me, for he said ‘today I shall come,’ and he did not come.” Elijah said: “This is what he told you: 'Today', If you but hearken to His voice’ (Ps. 95:7) (Babylonian Talmud Sanhedrin 98a)[12]
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 406: “Monday. The man in the street.” It was Wednesday and it was hot. “What happened?”
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 442: Papa grabbed his wrist and punched his stomach with it. “What do you think of that?” He looked at Papa. One of the Americans slapped him and pushed his chest. “Come on, now, boy.” The Americans made for the door. Nick followed, and then the man after him.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 490: “Yes Papa, but he can't decide what he wants,” Juice said. “What do you think?”
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 524: “What did you think about Nick Adams?” the other asked.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 570: “What did he do?”
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 106: Just Argument: “What if he should have a radish shoved up his ass because he trusted you and then have hot ashes rip off his hair? What argument will he be able to offer to prevent himself from having a gaping-anus?”
xxx/ellauri215.html on line 139: Various rabbis and Jewish community leaders accused Roth of cultural treason. “What is being done to silence this man?” Emanuel Rackman, the president of the Rabbinical Council of America, wrote. “Medieval Jews would have known what to do with him.”
xxx/ellauri250.html on line 419: Tää homo ei saa sijoitettua pätkää netflix-laatikoihin ja on sixi aivan hukassa. Onko se rom-com, onko se komedia laisinkaan? Missä kohtaa piti nauraa ja missä itkeä? En ymmärrä. "Because Laura and Lhoja (sic!) don’t entirely play out the cliché of tension and anger leading to true love, the film comes off as vague and evasive." Voi helskutti. In an interview, the director says “What really interested me were the feelings that are beyond sexual tension. Romantic love stories are often too narrow, do they fall in love? If so, when do they have sex?” Erittäinkin hyvin sanottu, mutta se menee tämän homse arvostelijan pään yli niin ettei edes tukka heilahda.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 612: “Take your hand off my leg,” the duchess snarled. “What do you think I am?”
xxx/ellauri379.html on line 343: New Yorkerin Isaac Chotiner on vissin varmasti arvaatko mikä. Two Jews on the deck of the Titanic as it starts sinking, one of them bursts into tears. “What are you crying for?” asks the other. “It’s not your boat.”
xxx/ellauri387.html on line 487: “What a superior man!” murmured Candide.  “What a genius this Pococurante is! Nothing can please him.” Jotain tutunomaista kaverissa on.
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