ellauri008.html on line 472: My first impression was one of surprise. He spoke English with a very strong foreign accent, and nothing in his demeanour in any way suggested the sea. He was an aristocratic Polish gentleman to his fingertips. At our very first meeting, we talked with continually increasing intimacy. We seemed to sink through layer after layer of what was superficial, till gradually both reached the central fire. It was an experience unlike any other I have known. We looked into each other's eyes, half appalled and half intoxicated to find ourselves together in such a region. The emotion was as intense as passionate love, and at the same time all-embracing. I came away bewildered, and hardly able to find my way among ordinary affairs.
ellauri035.html on line 213: The asoka with young flowers that feign her fingers
ellauri035.html on line 231: Her fingers busied about her hair, her cool white arms
ellauri035.html on line 263: Touching her breasts with all her flower-soft fingers,
ellauri035.html on line 396: And light fingers, and laughter of green gems.
ellauri035.html on line 403: Their fingers, being purple-stained, show
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ellauri051.html on line 1038: 449 I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers, 449 Minä katson rannalta vinoja kutsuvia sormesi,
ellauri051.html on line 1110: 519 I do not press my fingers across my mouth, 519 En paina sormiani suuni yli,
ellauri051.html on line 1211: 617 I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers, and am happy, 617 Minä vain sekoitan, painan, tunnen sormillani ja olen onnellinen,
ellauri051.html on line 1591: 985 They descend in new forms from the tips of his fingers, 985 Ne laskeutuvat uusissa muodoissa hänen sormiensa kärjestä,
ellauri051.html on line 1625: 1018 Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you, 1018 Ei epäilystäkään, ei kuollut uskalla sormea ​​sinun päällesi,
ellauri051.html on line 1668: 1059 Easily written loose-finger'd chords -- I feel the thrum of your climax and close. 1059 Helposti kirjoitettuja löysäsormeisia sointuja -- tunnen huipentumasi rummun ja sulkeudun.
ellauri053.html on line 1277: How can those terrified vague fingers push Hur kan de där veka vingspetsarna få den leda systern
ellauri054.html on line 333: And finger his watch-chain and seem to sweat a bit,
ellauri060.html on line 497: Well the ring from off her finger she instantly drew,
ellauri061.html on line 575: I prithee, take thy fingers from my throat; Ottanethan sormesi pois mun kurkusta;
ellauri062.html on line 263: Serena's left pinky finger is partially amputated. It is used as a spare for Fred's tiny wiener.
ellauri069.html on line 157: 16; In palmistry, this cross is found beneath the middle finger between the head and heart lines and shows a distinct interest in occult matters.
ellauri080.html on line 123: However, many researchers felt that Cattell's theory was too complicated and Eysenck's was too limited in scope. As a result, the five-factor theory emerged to describe the essential traits that serve as the building blocks of personality. 5 is a nice number, it happens to be the number of fingers in your right (or left, if you are sinistral) hand (if you are a normal person, that is).
ellauri080.html on line 126: You might find it helpful to use the acronym OCEAN (openness, conscientiousness, extraversion, agreeableness, and neuroticism) when trying to remember the big five traits. CANOE (for conscientiousness, agreeableness, neuroticism, openness, and extraversion) is another commonly used acronym. It also helps to count them with your fingers to make sure you did not forget anything.
ellauri099.html on line 59: Deciding that only full confession will absolve him of wrongdoing, Dorian decides to destroy the last vestige of his conscience and the only piece of evidence remaining of his crimes; the picture. In a rage, he takes the knife with which he murdered Basil Hallward and stabs the picture. The servants of the house awaken on hearing a cry from the locked room; on the street, a passerby who also heard the cry calls the police. On entering the locked room, the servants find an unknown old man stabbed in the heart, his figure withered and decrepit. The servants identify the disfigured corpse by the rings on its fingers, which belonged to Dorian Gray. Beside him, the portrait is now restored to its former appearance of beauty.
ellauri099.html on line 226: Very low rope barriers separated off areas that visitors were not meant to visit. I looked around for a guard, saw no one, and stepped onto the green moss and made my way quietly to the location of Aristotle’s library. On my hands and knees, I saw the ground was littered with tiny delicate snail shells, no bigger than a fingernails, scattered like empty scholars’ backpacks. My partner gave me one, and I put it in my pocket. I had it on my desk right in front of me as I was writing this. Inadvertently, I crushed it to pieces under the weight of one of Mr. Staikos’s huge tomes on the history of libraries. There’s probably a moral in this, but it escapes me. The moral is this: fucking Americans, keep your fat butts and greedy fingers off European soil!
ellauri100.html on line 732: With tingling cheeks and finger tips.
ellauri100.html on line 761: She thrust a dimpled finger
ellauri102.html on line 66: Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
ellauri106.html on line 551: Phil summarily dismisses liberals and radicals alike as so many mouthpieces of political correctness, degradation of language and self-righteous finger-pointing.
ellauri106.html on line 635: In his baffled grief, Levov is taunted by a female confederate of his daughter’s who stridently berates him as a capitalist pig for a dozen pages, then tries to seduce him with corny porno lines like, “I bet you’ve got yourself quite a pillar in there ... the pillar of society.” When he resists, she shows him her vagina, and “rolling the labia lips outward with her fingers, [exposes] to him the membranous tissue veined and mottled and waxy with the moist tulip sheen of flayed flesh.”
ellauri107.html on line 518: He snatched from the back of his geometry half a hundred advertisements of those home-study courses which the energy and foresight of American commerce have contributed to the science of education. The first displayed the portrait of a young man with a pure brow, an iron jaw, silk socks, and hair like patent leather. Standing with one hand in his trousers-pocket and the other extended with chiding forefinger, he was bewitching an audience of men with gray beards, paunches, bald heads, and every other sign of wisdom and prosperity. Above the picture was an inspiring educational symbol—no antiquated lamp or torch or owl of Minerva, but a row of dollar signs. The text ran:
ellauri111.html on line 263: As Fyodor Mikhailovich spoke, he became quite agitated. His face narrowed and his eyes flashed. At first he had just tapped his fingers intermittently on the arms of his chair but as he went on he started to wave his hands around with increasing energy. Whatever he had seen in the world he now inhabited, it was clear that he was still unreconciled to the outrages that adult human beings inflict on children, who, as he had said in The Brothers Karamazov, hadn’t eaten that fatal apple. I didn’t know the details of the cases he was talking about, but I couldn’t help thinking about a particularly horrifying case that had recently happened here in Scotland. I’ll spare you the details.
ellauri111.html on line 273: By this time he was shaking his right index finger, not unlike a judge scolding the prisoner in the dock. Slowly, he lowered his hand, till it came to rest again on the chair.
ellauri111.html on line 626: After praying and making a confession of faith, end your prayer in Jesus' name and then read some suitable scriptures such as 1 Peter 3:21 and Matthew 28:18-20 aloud (Matthew 28:18-20 says to baptize in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost), and then say something like, "Father, I am baptizing myself in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, in want of a holier man" and then go COMPLETELY under the water (keep your nose shut with your fingers, symbolizing death and burial with the Lord Jesus Christ) and come up again after counting to ten (symbolizing my rising to my new life in Christ Jesus)
ellauri119.html on line 372: Whenever semen (cum) or pre-cum gets in your vagina, pregnancy can happen — whether it´s your first time or your hundredth time having sex. Pregnancy can also happen if cum gets on or near your vulva (your outside genitals), or if fingers that have wet cum on them touch your vulva or vagina. Remember: it only takes one tiny sperm to cause pregnancy. Read more about how pregnancy happens.
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ellauri144.html on line 298: In June 1977, Avrom's remains were desecrated by graverobbers. The thieves broke into his casket looking for a $100,000 diamond ring, which, according to rumor, Taylor had placed on her husband's finger prior to his burial. The bag containing Avrom's remains was found under a tree near his burial plot. The bag and casket had been sealed in Albuquerque after Avrom's remains were identified following the 1958 crash. Avrom''s remains were once more identified through dental records and were reburied in a secret location.
ellauri147.html on line 145: I have found strength where one does not look for it: in simple, mild, and pleasant people, without the least desire to rule—and, conversely, the desire to rule has often appeared to me a sign of inward weakness: they fear their own slave soul and shroud it in a royal cloak (in the end, they still become the slaves of their followers, their fame, etc.) The powerful natures dominate, it is a necessity, they need not lift one finger. Even if, during their lifetime, they bury themselves in a garden house! Like my sister Elizabeth för instance! Now there is a Willenmensch if ever there was one! I hardly dare to sneak to the loo for a jerk from our Gartenhaus.
ellauri151.html on line 451: Let us assume that we invited an unknown person to a game of cards. If this person answered us, “I don’t play,” we would either interpret this to mean that he did not understand the game, or that he had an aversion to it which arose from economic, ethical, or other reasons. Let us imagine, however, that an honorable man, who was known to possess every possible skill in the game, and who was well versed in its rules and its forbidden tricks, but who could like a game and participate in it only when it was an innocent pastime, were invited into a company of clever swindlers, who were known as good players and to whom he was equal on both scores, to join them in a game. If he said, “I do not play,” we would have to join him in looking the people with whom he was talking straight in the face, and would be able to supplement his words as follows: “I don’t play, that is, with people such as you, who break the rules of the game, and rob it of its pleasure. If you offer to play a game, our mutual agreement, then, is that we recognize the capriciousness of chance as our master; and you call the science of your nimble fingers chance, and I must accept it as such, it I will, or run the risk of insulting you or choose the shame of imitating you.” … The opinion of Socrates can be summarized in these blunt words, when he said to the Sophists, the leaned men of his time, “I know nothing.” Help! TLDR!
ellauri151.html on line 532: Moral antitheodicies are no good because god gets flushed down the toilet if he hasn't got his finger in every pie. Well Larza doesn't say it this directly, but implies as much. And that's not good in a theology thesis. So we have to go with concptual antitheodicy, if at all.
ellauri156.html on line 311: Now, having looked at the big picture, let's concentrate on the juicy details. The text informs us that David sees this woman bathing and notes that she is very beautiful. It is sometimes thought that David saw Bathsheba unclothed as she bathed herself publicly, and that the sight of her (unclothed/partially) body prompted David to act as he did. Virtually the identical words employed in our text (“very beautiful in appearance”) are found in Genesis 24:16 of Rebekah, as she came to the well with a water jug on her shoulder. She was neither naked nor partially clothed. Similar (though not identical) descriptions are found, where no exposure of the woman is indicated at all (see Genesis 12:11; 26:7; 29:17; Esther 1:1). I believe one of the reasons David summons Bathsheba to his palace is that he has not seen all that he wishes. (Haahaa! Bob, you are a little too bashful here. Most likely he wants to try on what he saw, like St. Thomas who wanted to put his finger in the wound. Seeing is not believing.)
ellauri156.html on line 392: In our first lesson, we devoted our attention to the first four verses of chapter 11, which depict David's sin of adultery with Bathsheba. Pretty unbelievable that I got a whole four pages out of it. The trick is was to keep repeating the juicy bit about Bathsheba washing herself before (or after) David's load. I sought to demonstrate that this sin was all of David's doing. The author points his accusing finger at David, not Bathsheba. It was not Bathsheba's indiscretion in bathing herself (as I understand this story), for she was simply obeying the ritual of purification outlined in the law. It was David who, by means of his lofty elevation and view, looked inappropriately at Bathsheba, washing herself,violating her privacy. I endeavored to demonstrate that David's sin with Bathsheba was the result of a sequence of wrong decisions and attitudes on David's part. In one sense, being on the path he was, his destination (of adultery, or something like it) was to be expected. His sins of omission finally blossomed and came into full bloom.
ellauri156.html on line 419: As a consequence, David becomes attracted to Bathsheba who is the wife of Uriah, one of David's soldiers. The attraction is mutual although both know an affair would break the law of Moses. When Bathsheba discovers she is pregnant by David, the King sends for Uriah hoping he will spend time with his wife to cover her pregnancy. David's wife Michal who is aware of the affair, tells David that Uriah did not go home but slept at the castle as a sign of loyalty to his King. LOL, a sign of "fuck you" pointed at Dave with Uriah's middle finger without a nail.
ellauri156.html on line 489: To fully grasp the impact of Uriah's words, let us lick our fingers and turn back a few pages in Samuel's writings to recall David's own words, spoken to Ahimelech the priest, as they relate to this encounter with Uriah:
ellauri156.html on line 574: Second, “How far can a Christian fall?” This far [Bob points down there with his fingers]. David not only commits the sin of adultery, he commits murder. I think it is safe to say that there is no sin of which the Christian is not capable in the flesh. I have heard people say, “I don't know how a person who _______ could have ever been a Christian.” There are times -- like this time for David -- when it is obvious that we will hardly be saved by the testimony of our actions. Christians come from just the same gene pool of motherfuckers as the rest of us.
ellauri156.html on line 738: I fear some of us tend to miss the point here. We read Nathan's story and we hear Nathan's rebuke as though David's sin is all about sex. David does commit a sexual sin when he takes Bathsheba and sleeps with her, knowing she is a married woman. But this sexual sin is symptomatic, according to Nathan, and thus according to God. God is not just saying, “Shame on you, David. Look at all the wives and concubines you had to sleep with. And if none of these women pleased you, I could have given you another woman, just one that was not already married.” Wow, this is the same 'gotcha' as with Adam earlier: I give you about anything as long as you keep your fingers off my property.
ellauri161.html on line 621: By and large the efforts at humour here feel like juvenile, Grand Theft Auto-level sledgehamer attempts at satire (and I say that as a fan of the video game series, sophistication is not one of my hallmarks.). ’ I can count on the fingers of one hand the parts of the film that came close to eliciting some sort of feeling. And that's what films are for, ain't they?
ellauri182.html on line 191: Many Pure Land Buddhist schools in the time of Shinran felt that birth in the Pure Land was a literal rebirth that occurred only upon death, and only after certain preliminary rituals. Elaborate rituals were used to guarantee rebirth in the Pure Land, including a common practice wherein the fingers were tied by strings to a painting or image of Amida Buddha. From the perspective of Jōdo Shinshū such rituals actually betray a lack of trust in Amida Buddha, relying on jiriki ("self-power"), rather than the tariki or "other-power" of Amida Buddha. Such rituals also favor those who could afford the time and energy to practice them or possess the necessary ritual objects—another obstacle for lower-class individuals. For Shinran Shonin, who closely followed the thought of the Chinese monk Tan-luan, the Pure Land is synonymous with nirvana.
ellauri183.html on line 103: And Malamud himself -- still frail from a recent illness -- at first appears an improbable Isaiah. With his tidy demeanor, incessant self-editing ("no, wait, there's a better word . . . ") and deadpan, scrupulous style, he could be the most successful publican in Galilee. He is uneasy with talking about himself ("that kind of stuff, it's not up his alley," says his publicity-hungry "friend" Philip Roth) and seems reluctant to start. He pauses to choose among several pairs of glasses, then sits down carefully, feet flat on the floor, long fingers knitted in his lap. Finally, with the anxious geniality of a brave man settling in for root canals, he says, "Now then, I think we can begin."
ellauri190.html on line 275: In 1648, a Kozak leader called Zinoviy Bohdan Khmelnytsky (Polish transliteration, Chmielnicki) started a war on the Polish crown. Initially, it was his own personal vendetta on a Polish landlord who stole his land, but very soon it grew into a colossal uprising of the Kozaks and Ukrainian peasants against their Polish landlords. The people fought (the way they knew how) against the feudal oppression, as well as against forced Catholicization and Polonization of Ukraine. Unfortunately, it turned into a fratricide. (Sorry Poles, of course we are on the same side now.) The main adversary of Khmelnytsky was Prince Yarema (Jeremiah) Korybut-Vyshnevetsky, a Rusyn-Ukrainian, a noble valiant knight and a great statesman who, nonetheless, kept his allegiance to the Polish king (whom he personally hated, but could not break his knight’s oath of loyalty). Both sides resorted to unspeakable cruelties. Most tragically, Khmelnysky, a brave warrior as he was, turned out to be a horribly short-sighted politician. In January 1654, he essentially surrendered Ukraine to Muscovy, approving what he thought was a temporary military union against the Republic but turned out to be the beginning of the “Russian” (actually Muscovite) occupation of Ukraine. It just goes to show: give a pinky finger to the Russkies and they take the whole hand.
ellauri192.html on line 598: and did not move a finger — puuttumatta sormellakaan. —
ellauri196.html on line 919: Dieses Gedicht beschreibt ganz deutlich einen Gewalttat. Früher wurden die Knollen des Knabenkrauts auch als Aphrodisiakum verwendet, weil sie optisch an Hoden erinnern. Interessant dabei ist die Gegenüberstellung des Knaben mit der Form der Orchideenblüte, die eine Analogie zur Vulva aufweist. Es ist sehr relevant, im „märzenhauch“ nicht nur die Frühlingspriese erkennen, sondern auch ein Wortspiel mit der Biersorte Märzen. Die Farbe „Rot“ stehe als Zeichen der Fruchtbarkeit. Das ist auf die Röte des Leibes zurückzuführen, etwa gerötete Wangen oder stark durchblutete Geschlechtsorgane. Erotik und Ekel stehen nebeneinander. Nicht zuletzt ist die auffallende Konzentration auf Körper im Gedicht („zunge“, „mund“, „nackenschweiß“, „zähnchen“, „finger“, „halse“) dafür ausschlaggebend. Sexualisiert meint doch hier keinen erregenden Zweck.
ellauri197.html on line 207: Accomplished fingers begin to play. Kätevä 3:s mies alkaa soitella.
ellauri204.html on line 582: While the Orthodox Marxist view of ideology held that the cultural "superstructure" was completely determined by the economic "base", the other Western Marxists gave more than a little finger back to Hegel and the power of "powerful ideas". Jamesons ideologeme was a near synonym to meme.
ellauri204.html on line 584: Douze points to Jameson for showing middle finger to postmodernism. Sehän on selvää sumutusta, kapitalismin siirtomaatavarakaupan savuverhoa. In his view, postmodernity's merging of all discourse into an undifferentiated whole was the result of the colonization of the cultural sphere, which had retained at least partial autonomy during the prior modernist era, by a newly organized corporate capitalism. Nimenomaan niin!
ellauri214.html on line 226: It supposedly originated from a conversation between the actress Lillie Langtry and the Bishop of Worcester. They were at a country house weekend party and on Sunday morning before church, they went for a stroll in the garden. On their walk, the bishop cut his finger on a rose thorn. Over lunch, Lillie enquired about his injury, asking: "How is your prick?" To which, the Bishop replied: "Throbbing", causing the butler to drop the potatoes.
ellauri222.html on line 1031: A sudden light glowed in the eyes of the young chief. There was something akin in the souls of these two, and perhaps Timmendiquas alone knew it. He raised one hand, gave a one-finger salute in the white man´s fashion, and said four words. "I shall not forget." So who cares, some corpses more or less, noblemen's tit for tat takes right of way.
ellauri236.html on line 489: Fenner frowned, then he snapped his fingers.
ellauri241.html on line 153: The soft, lute-finger'd Muses chaunting clear, Pehmeiden, luuttusormisten muusien huutavan selkeästi,
ellauri241.html on line 451: Her fingers he pressed hard, as one came near hiänen sormiaan hän painoi lujasti, kun joku tuli lähelle
ellauri241.html on line 1041: And still, a-sleeping, held his finger-tips

ellauri241.html on line 1134: Her ringlet round his fingers, saying:

ellauri241.html on line 1485: Feeding from her white fingers, on the wind

ellauri241.html on line 1613: His fingers went across it—All went mute

ellauri243.html on line 705: The television show " Rowan & Martin's Laugh-I n," popular in the late 1960's and early 1970's, was famous for awarding its goofy trophy, the Flying Fickle Finger of Fate. But the term fickle finger of fate is actually decades older than that. The unpredictable and capricious nature of chance or fate, an Americanism popular in college circles during the 1930s. Sometimes the alliteration is extended coarsely to 'fucked by the fickle finger of fate' an expression which became popular in the US military during World War II.
ellauri256.html on line 340: Eliskä vähävenäläistä kasakkasukua, ei ihme että sitten petti suuren synnyinmaan asian. When Volodja was 13, his kossack father pricked his finger on a rusty pin while filing papers and died of blood poisoning. Äiti myi irtaimen ja muutti Moskovaan.
ellauri282.html on line 522: A mountza or moutza also called faskeloma is the most traditional gesture of insult among Greeks. It consists of extending and spreading all fingers of the hand and presenting the palm towards the face of the person to be insulted with a forward motion. It is often coupled with να, ορίστε, or πάρτα (no, olkaa hyvä, ota nämä) and swear words. Jöns teki näin Ateenan torilla perheen Kreikan matkalla ostaaxeen viisi jotain, sai aika tylyn vastaanoton.
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ellauri300.html on line 595: The article asserted that "texts, emails and recordings of calls between McLean and her father provided to Rolling Stone suggest a pattern of asserting control and manipulation over Jackie, her actions and memories, and a seeming drive by the elder McLean to maintain a certain public image." In one email, McLean wrote his daughter, “unless you support me publicly and frequently you should not expect me to lift a finger for you nor will I give you another red cent.”
ellauri300.html on line 821: Bethel was basically one big uplifted middle finger to everything Moses had commanded. When God’s prophet approached this irritating city, the young men (bloody servants!) mocked him, saying, “Go up, you baldhead! Go up, you baldhead!” Not only were they ridiculing his lack of hair (which, in the Old Testament, was often associated with a skin disease), they were telling him to fly away, like his predecessor Elijah. Keep in mind that, right before this, Elijah had supposedly “gone up” to heaven in a fiery chariot (2 Kings 2).
ellauri301.html on line 155: En enda sak är säker, tämä sormi ei kyllä ole Louise Åkerblomilta, päättelee Wallenberg. Vaikka kyllä Åkerblom on mustalaisnimi Suomessa ainaskin. Vi har hittat ett finger som tillhört en neger. N-ordet var inte helt uteslutet för 30 år sen. Det är allt.
ellauri301.html on line 157: Wallander was once married, but his wife Mona (remember? the immigrant charity dish) left him and he has since had a difficult relationship with his rebellious only child, Linda, who barely survived a suicide attempt when she was fifteen. He also had issues with his late father, an artist who painted the same landscape 7,000 times for a living; the elder Wallander strongly disapproved of his son´s decision to join the police force and frequently derided him for it. Fair enough: painting sunsets with/without a black grouse pays off better than finding random middle fingers of color. Kurt Wallander sr is a great fan of the opera. Kurt Wallander jr says he actually hates opera. I bet that was a joke.
ellauri302.html on line 139: Don't climb too high, Sarah. Do you hear? Not too high... For if you do, some fine day you'll fall and break your neck. (Shakes a warning finger at her.) And don't try to break into the upper crust. Don't, I tell you. You've a home of your own, — stay there. You've got bread, — eat. But don't intrude where you're not wanted... Every dog must know his own kennel. Here at least it is all cash on delivery. Upstairs is kosher, downstairs is treif. Keep them separate, is all I say.
ellauri302.html on line 229: At home, in my village, the first sorrel must be sprouting. Yes, at the first May rain they cook sorrel soup... And the goats must be grazing in the meadows... And the rafts must be floating on the stream... And Franek is getting the Gentile girls together, and dancing with them at the inn... And the women must surely be baking cheese-cakes for the Feast of Weeks.* (Silence.) Do you know what? I'm going to buy myself a new summer tippet and go home for the holidays... (Buns into her room, brings out a large summer hat and a long veil; she places the hat upon her wet hair and surveys herself in the looking-glass.) Just see! If I'd ever come home for the holidays rigged up in this style, and promenade down to the station... Goodness! They'd just burst with envy. Wouldn't they? If only I weren't afraid of my father! He'd kill me on the spot. He's on the hunt for me with a crowbar. Once he caught me dancing with Franek at the village tavern and he gave me such a rap over the arm with a rod (Showing her arm.) that I carry the mark to this very day. I come from a fine family. My father is a butcher. Talk about the fellows that were after me!... (In a low voice.) They tried to make a match between me and Nottke the meat-chopper. I've got his gold ring still. (Indicating a ring upon her finger.) He gave it to me at the Feast of Tabernacles.* Maybe he wasn't wild to marry me, — but I didn't care to.
ellauri302.html on line 294: Are you cold, Rifkele darling? Nestle close to me... Ever so close... Warm yourself next to me. So. Come, let's sit down here on the lounge. (Leads Rifkele to a lounge; they sit down.) Just like this... Now rest your face snugly in my bosom. So. Just like that. And let your body touch mine... It's so cool... as if water were running between us. (Pause.) I uncovered your breasts and washed them with the rainwater that trickled down my arms. Your breasts are so white and soft. And the blood in them cools under the touch, just like white snow, — like frozen water... and their fragrance is like the grass on the meadows. And I let down your hair so... (Buns her fingers through RifkeWs hair.) And I held them like this in the rain and washed them. How sweet they smell... Like the rain itself... (She huries her face in Rifkele's hair.) Yes, I can smell the scent of the May rain in them... So light, so fine... And fresh... as the grass on the meadows... as the apple on the bough... So. Cool me, refresh me with your tresses. (She washes her face in Rifkele^s hair.) Cool me, — so. But wait... I'll comb you as if you were a bride... a nice part and two long, black braids. (Does so.) Do you want me to, Rifkele? Do you?
ellauri302.html on line 472: Yekel, as he fore. I'll not lay a finger upon her. Just let her answer the truth. Yes, or no.
ellauri302.html on line 509: The Stranger Well, — there 's little need of my boosting my goods. With two years more of study, he'll have the whole learning at his finger tips.
ellauri302.html on line 744: Som damasksömmare i Warszawa gillade Yankele fingerpulla pullor. Vedin slinkkaa letistä ja kysyin missä ja milloin voitas olla silleesti. Yascha laskee luikuria kuin hepo ravaa. Jusztyna tulistuu kun Yascha sanoo sille kaikenlaista loukkoovoo. I Ryssland såg Yascha en jude en mager som en pinne och hade lång kalufs. Han blev troende och satt i en liten synagoga med gamla män och läste psalmer. Polisen tog honom förstås meni släppte honom igen. Han var för tokig att vara farlig. Det finns många som gillar att lura andra - det är deras liv.
ellauri323.html on line 153: The Duke withdrew his fingers before she unclasped them. That twice-flung taunt rankled still. It was monstrous to have been called a snob. A snob!—he, whose readiness to form what would certainly be regarded as a shocking misalliance ought to have stifled the charge, not merely vindicated him from it! He was a dandy, not a snob, God's wounds!
ellauri345.html on line 264: Friedrich Gundolf, eigentlich Friedrich Leopold Gundelfinger (* 20. Juni 1880 in Darmstadt; † 12. Juli 1931 in Heidelberg), war ein deutscher Dichter und Literaturwissenschaftler. Spätestens sein Goethe (1916) machte ihn über Fachgrenzen hinweg bekannt; er war der wohl meistgelesene Germanist der Weimarer Republik.
ellauri345.html on line 266: Der Sohn des jüdischen Mathematikers Sigmund Gundelfinger (Professor an der Technischen Hochschule Darmstadt) und dessen Ehefrau Amalie Gunz (1857–1922) studierte als Schüler von Erich Schmidt und Gustav Roethe Germanistik und Kunstgeschichte an den Universitäten München, Berlin und Heidelberg, wurde 1903 in Berlin promoviert und habilitierte sich 1911 mit einer Schrift zum Thema Shakespeare und der deutsche Geist. Ab 1916 wirkte er als – zunächst außerordentlicher – Germanistikprofessor an der Universität Heidelberg, wo er 1920 eine ordentliche Professur bekam. Noch ein Jude der an dem Nazitotem knasperte! Und ein Schwul zudem! Seit 1899 gehörte Gundolf dem Kreis um Stefan George an, nachdem er sich dort durch ins Deutsche übersetzte Sonette Shakespeares eingeführt hatte. In der Folge wurde er Georges engster Freund und Liebhaber.
ellauri362.html on line 349: No tuo oli sentään aika vizikästä. Monkey and the baboon playing in the grass. Monkey sticks his fingers up the baboon's ass.
ellauri378.html on line 219: We Westerners haven't lifted a finger in this conflict, let alone financed the fighting on the Ukrainian side.
ellauri383.html on line 320: To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. A Psalm of David. O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens. Out of the mouth of babies and infants, you have established strength because of your foes, to still the enemy and the avenger. When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him? Yet you have made him a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned him with glory and honor....
ellauri383.html on line 326: When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
ellauri390.html on line 448: And I feel my finger on your trigger (ooh, oh, yeah)
xxx/ellauri013.html on line 1067: It appears that a sort of loafing, fuddled vagabond - a white man living among the natives with a siamese woman - had consireded it a great privilege to give a shelter to the last days of the famous Gentleman Brown. While he was talking to me in the wretched hovel, and, as it were, fighting for every minute of his life, the siamese woman, with big bare legs nd a stupid coarse face, sat in dark orner chewing betel stolidly. Now and then she would get up for the purpose of shooing a chicken away from the door. The whole hut shook when she walked. An ugly yellow child, naked and pot-bellied, like a little heathen god, stood at the foot of the couch, finger in mouth, lost in a profound and calm contemplation of the dying man.
xxx/ellauri059.html on line 156: finger-doigt-1.jpg?resize=1200%2C500&ssl=1" width="50%" />
xxx/ellauri076.html on line 78: Red lips, fingertips punahuulet, sormenpäät
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 211: The felony of cultural sticky fingers even extends to exercise: at the University of Ottawa in Canada, a yoga teacher was shamed into suspending her class, “because yoga originally comes from India.” She offered to re-title the course, “Mindful Stretching.” And get this: the purism has also reached the world of food. Supported by no less than Lena Dunham, students at Oberlin College in Ohio have protested “culturally appropriated food” like sushi in their dining hall (lucky cusses— in my day, we never had sushi in our dining hall), whose inauthenticity is “insensitive” to the Japanese.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 1061: your fingertips; let your betrothed kiss you
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 1062: only on fingers, cheek, or forhead, lest he
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 473: between the two fingers).
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 526: You tap my back I tap yours. Manus manum lavat, provided we both have Apple phones. Only apple users can tap one another's backs like Range Rover owners who give one another the secret middle finger salute on the road. High end models provide a huge inflatable pinky to stick out up the sunroof.
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 66: CHEAT your boss EAT with fingers KILL a pet LOOK OUT for nr. 1
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 641: If you're buying this trash for a class then you're a sucker, turn back now! Hopefully Edward isn't still teaching his own tasteless fan fiction in a college setting. It's a misunderstood teenager's journey through satire complete with crude, unoriginal and stereotypical takes on characters from the lens of a self insert hero amounting to little more than finger pointing. You'll be offended, sure, but with little substance left to interpret besides the authors very obvious discomfort with himself and others unlike him. (Make some new friends, Edward.) Beyond being ridiculous as a required reading piece for a class, actually paying for this garbage is insulting, and of course it is an absolute drag to slog through. Nobody's going to publish this except on demand printing obviously and that's why you're buying it from Amazon!!!
xxx/ellauri138.html on line 237: painful blue (or purple) finger.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 352: Numb were the Beadsman’s fingers, while he told Tuilla elävällä on sormet kohmeessa
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 464: And grasp’d his fingers in her palsied hand, Tarttuu sen kynnettömään sormeen kädellä,
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 130: The Arabs committed a lot of atrocities on Israeli troops, like clipped their fingernails and used them as ashtrays (the troops, not the clippings.) One Moroccan volunteer was caught with a sack full of Israeli body parts to take home as souvenirs. It turned out to be Joshua's foreskin bonanza. No reports of corresponding atrocities from the Israeli side.
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 124:

Three-Eyed Toad

Filling all orifices of a female by putting a thumb in her bottom, fingers in her vagina, and the penis in her mouth. Or any other way round.

xxx/ellauri179.html on line 562: Papa did not say anything. Nick reached down for a coaster and rubbed it between his fingers.
xxx/ellauri186.html on line 707: This leads one to have the impression that history is of no value when it comes to Quranic texts! If the Christian Scriptures are not to be exempt from historical scrutiny despite claims of divine inspiration, neither should Islam. The mere idea that history is of no importance when deducing the factuality of a religious claim is thwarted with the admission that God is a God of truth who acts in history. As C.S. Lewis stated, “history is a story written by the inky pinky finger of God.”
xxx/ellauri187.html on line 137: Well, so what if Rilke happened to be homosexual? I don't see what Freedman thinks he is gaining by making a near-assertion and then failing to prove it. If there are readers who might be obscurely benefited by the revelation of Rilke's homosexuality, they'll be disappointed. If there are readers whose identity rests on the affirmation of Rilke's heterosexuality, they will be shaken and then cheered. If there are readers who couldn't care less about the whole matter, they'll be bored. Meanwhile, Rilke's ghost drums its fingers on some eternal windowsill, waiting patiently to be evoked.
xxx/ellauri195.html on line 294: Women, with their two-fingered wisdom, have a difficult time understanding what I teach. Gautama Buddha
xxx/ellauri200.html on line 79: For bonus points, they may chant "ohm", a real life Hindu and Buddhist mantra. It's usual too to keep the hands in a mystic gesture, called mudra (usually the chin mudra, with the index fingers touching the thumbs, or alternatively shunya mudra, with the middle fingers instead).
xxx/ellauri200.html on line 743: and harps whereon their faultless fingers fall: Runosepot, hyvin temperoidut harput käsissä,
xxx/ellauri208.html on line 1036: Alexander was hungry and told his cook Andreas to prepare a meal. Andreas took water from this spring to wash some salt fish, and at the touch of the water the fish came to life again and slipped away through his fingers. Here, Alexander´s cook, named Andreas, washes dried fish in water from a spring: the fish comes to life. The cook also drinks the water. Envying his immortality, Alexander laments that 'it was not fated for me to drink from the spring of immortality which gives life to what is dead'. The cook is thrown into the sea with a millstone round his neck.
xxx/ellauri228.html on line 490: After dipping her middle finger into her honey jar, the mother made a little chalk cross on the clanking foreheads of all present, including herself.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 478: And with blind lips and fingers wrung my breast
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2500: ⁠That no man's finger lighteneth,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2895: ⁠In whose fingers the weight
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3266: Through female fingers in his woof of life,
xxx/ellauri280.html on line 122: On Monday, Chinese Foreign Ministry spokesperson Wang Wenbin accused the United States of "fanning flames and stoking confrontations" by providing Ukraine with defensive weapons, and said Beijing would "never accept (U.S.) finger-pointing and even coercion and pressure on China-Russia relations." Here's a look at where China stands on the conflict.

xxx/ellauri303.html on line 55: Tidningens rykande färska nyheter, bilderna av sexiga kvinnor och skrattande frånskilda fruar som krävde sina män på feta underhåll och rapporterna om skandalösa domstolsutslag som förde tanken till Sodom - allt detta stank av förakt för andras lidande, speciellt oss väl förbärgade farbrorsmän. I dagens romaner dryftar man ämnen och använder ord som tidigare hörde till undervärlden, liksom skit, knull och fingerpulla. Men modern kultur är den undre världen, så det är faktiskt helt okej.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 584: Among the classics, Hemingway was one thing and Dickens another and Melville and Dreiser and James M. Cain (+1977), though he is not a classic. They all had styles as individual as fingerprints. Hemingway is easiest to ape, because he is the one genetically closest to one.
xxx/ellauri379.html on line 351: Hölmö Hekku Haukka kirjoitti Quorassa: The only way to avoid WW3 is make sure Russia knows if they invade, they will suffer the repeat of 1941 and after that we’ll get serious about this “war” stuff and really start throwing punches. Russian leadership understands very little, but brute force is something very difficult not to comprahend. If they know attacking NATO is wose than suicide we may remain peaceful and safe. We can’t rely on diplomacy or sanity, the only languague the Kremlin understands is being smacked around for lifting a finger.
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