ellauri095.html on line 286: And dreaming through the twilight Ja kun mä nukun hämärässä
ellauri097.html on line 768: And dreaming, as it were, held brotherly speech ja unexuen, ikäänkuin, pidin veljellistä puhetta
ellauri150.html on line 549: The faithful servant had at last his fitting reward. His broken body might never be restored; nor was there riddance of the recollection of his sufferings, or recall of the years embittered by them; but suddenly a new life was shown him, with assurance that it was for him—a new life lying just beyond this one—and its name was Paradise. There he would find the Kingdom of which he had been dreaming, and the King. A perfect peace fell upon him. Lokki parka. Poor albatross. Ammuin nuolen ilmoihin ja albatrossia haavoitin.
ellauri192.html on line 627: While the church prayed, God answered. He miraculously delivered Peter from prison: an angel led him out of his cell and through the prison gate, which opened for them to pass (Acts 12:6–10). Upon realizing that he was not dreaming, Peter made his way to a place he knew was safe, Mary’s house (Acts 12:11–12).
ellauri222.html on line 837: British critics tend to regard the American predilection for Big Novels as a vulgar neurosis — like the American predilection for big cars or big hamburgers. Oh God, we think: here comes another sweating, free-dreaming maniac with another thousand-pager; here comes another Big Mac. First, Dos Passos produced the Great American Novel; now they all want one. Yet in a sense every ambitious American novelist is genuinely trying to write a novel called USA. Perhaps this isn’t just a foible; perhaps it is an inescapable response to America – twentieth-century America, racially mixed and mobile, twenty-four hour, endless, extreme, superabundantly various. American novels are big all right, but partly because America is big too. You need plenty of nerve, ink and energy to do justice to the place, and no one has made greater efforts than Saul Bellow. In 1976 Bellow was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature, praised by the Swedes ‘for human understanding and subtle analysis of contemporary culture’. Many times in Bellow’s novels we are reminded that ‘being human’ isn’t the automatic condition of every human being. Like freedom or sanity, it is not a given but a gift, a talent, an accomplishment, an objective. The busiest sections of the Chicago bookstores, I noticed, were those marked ‘Personal Growth’.
ellauri238.html on line 44: It was brillig, and sleep, gently flowing, Was trickling through my dreaming soul, When the vague form of a vibrant ghost. Arrived to disturb my dreaming, softly. Leaning down to me, pure ivory teeth, And offering me her flickering tongue, Her lips were kissing me, sweet and long, Mouth on mouth, thigh on thigh beneath...
ellauri241.html on line 300: And once, while among mortals dreaming thus, Ja kerran, kun kuolevaisten joukossa näin unelmoi,
ellauri262.html on line 82: I know hardly any other writer who seems to be closer, or more continually close, to the Spirit of Christ Himself. Hence his Christ-like union of tenderness and severity. Nowhere else outside the New Testament have I found terror and comfort so intertwined. Little Virgin Mary dreaming of her heavenly father's throbbing organ.
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ellauri300.html on line 847: At noon Elijah started making fun of them: “Pray louder! He is a god! Maybe he is day-dreaming or relieving himself, or perhaps he's gone off on a trip! Or maybe he's sleeping, and you've got to wake him up!” 28 So the prophets prayed louder and cut themselves with knives and daggers, according to their ritual, until blood flowed. 29 They kept on ranting and raving until the middle of the afternoon; but no answer came, not a sound was heard.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 789: Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; Kuvittelin kaikenlaista taivaallista sekä maista,
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 881: And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming, Kas se onkin vertauskuva, joku professori Mikko Juva,
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 720: Fearing to move or speak, she look’d so dreamingly. (Vielä yxi värssy pitää tähän kexiä.)
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 282: Who dream and die with dreaming; any god, Joilta jää kesken uni viimeinen; joka teräsmies,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 434: Such dreams divide me dreaming; for long since Sellaiset unet saa mut sekaisin; sillä aiemmin
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