ellauri002.html on line 70: John Dowland (1563 – 1626) was an English Renaissance composer, lutenist, and singer. He is best known today for his melancholy songs such as "Come, heavy sleep", "Come again", "Flow my tears", "I saw my Lady weepe" and "In darkness let me dwell", but his instrumental music has undergone a major revival, and with the 20th century's early music revival, has been a continuing source of repertoire for lutenists and classical guitarists.
ellauri002.html on line 278: Are my hopes, since hope is gone.
ellauri004.html on line 483: EX-LEPER: Jesus did, sir. I was hopping along, minding my own business. All of a sudden, up he comes. Cures me. One minute I´m a leper with a trade, next minute my livelihood´s gone. Not so much as a by your leave. ´You´re cured mate.´ Bloody do-gooder.
ellauri005.html on line 1666: Mmm, mmm, wonder where my black snake gone?

ellauri005.html on line 1667: Mmm, mmm, wonder where this black snake gone?

ellauri008.html on line 600: like a swan, that's here and gone.

ellauri014.html on line 1858: When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care
ellauri017.html on line 208: may continue later, when the crap is gone.

ellauri019.html on line 423: Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, will mail

ellauri020.html on line 301: Ivana, a Czeck immigrant, met Donald Trump in 1976 while attending a fashion show in New York, according to the New York Post. By the next year, the couple had married, and in short order had had three kids and became steady figures in the New York socialite scene. Trump had been at the bar in Maxwell’s Plum. Maxwell’s Plum is gone now, but the very name evokes the era of frantic singles underneath the Art Nouveau ceiling. It was the place where flight attendants hoped to find bankers, and models looked for dates. Donald met his model, Ivana Zelnickova, visiting from Montreal. She liked to tell the story of how she had gone skiing with Donald, pretending to be a learner like him, and then humiliated him by whizzing past him down the slopes.
ellauri020.html on line 721: However unlikely it seemed, Ivana was now considered a tabloid heroine, and her popularity seemed in inverse proportion to the fickle city’s new dislike of her husband. “Ivana is now a media goddess on par with Princess Di, Madonna, and Elizabeth Taylor,” Liz Smith reported. Months earlier, Ivana had undergone cosmetic reconstruction with a California doctor. She emerged unrecognizable to her friends and perhaps her children, as fresh and innocent of face as Heidi of Edelweiss Farms. Although she had negotiated four separate marital-property agreements over the last fourteen years, she was suing her husband for half his assets. Trump was trying to be philosophical. “When a man leaves a woman, especially when it was perceived that he has left for a piece of ass—a good one!—there are 50 percent of the population who will love the woman who was left,” he told me.
ellauri021.html on line 746: Since ista possum is a goner!
ellauri021.html on line 883: Shortly after its launch in 2006, Schlafly described the site as being competition for Wikipedia, saying "Wikipedia has gone the way of CBS News. It's long overdue to have competition like Fox News."
ellauri028.html on line 106: During his prolific period Mark wrote many minor items, most of them rejected by Howells, and read extensively in one of his favorite books, Pepys' Diary. Like many another writer Mark was captivated by Pepys' style and spirit, and “he determined,” says Albert Bigelow Paine in his 'Mark Twain, A Biography', “to try his hand on an imaginary record of conversation and court manners of a bygone day, written in the phrase of the period. The result was 'Fireside Conversation in the Time of Queen Elizabeth', or as he later called it, '1601'.
ellauri031.html on line 108: På morgonen frågar tant Betty retoriskt om Y hade uppfört sig vackert. Psykopat som hon är besvarar hon inte frågan utan försvarar sig: Han var så dum. Så kommer det ett brev som hälsar at käringen därhemma har kastat skeden i hörnet. Nu storgråter Y för allesammans skull. Men kriget mellan Y och tant Betty fortsätter utan uppehåll.
ellauri032.html on line 118: Pascal oli kolmilapsisen perheen keskimmäinen lapsi. Hänellä oli vanhempi sisko Gilberte ja nuorempi sisko Jacqueline, jotka olivat veljensä tapaan lapsineroja. Hänen isänsä Etienne Pascal oli lähteestä riippuen joko tuomari tai verovirkailija. Perheen äiti Antoine Bégone kuoli omasta puolestaan Pascalin ollessa kolmevuotias. Leskeksi jäänyt Etienne Pascal muutti perheineen Pariisiin ainoan poikansa ollessa seitsemänvuotias, ja suunnilleen näihin aikoihin hän alkoi antaa kotiopetusta pojalleen. Clairmont on Auvergnessa, Ranskan vedenjakajalla, ihan keski-Suomea.
ellauri032.html on line 156: Veille de saint Chrysogone martyr et autres.
ellauri037.html on line 294: gone astray in the first chapter,
ellauri042.html on line 214: Yet despite our small biomass among animals, we’ve had an overwhelmingly huge impact on the planet. The chart above represents a massive amount of life. But it doesn’t show what’s gone missing since the human population took off.
ellauri048.html on line 1365: And learns her gone and far from home; Ja kuulee hiänen menneen tiehensä;
ellauri048.html on line 1697: 'How good! how kind! and he is gone.'
ellauri050.html on line 298: My days have crackled and gone up in smoke, mun päivät on palaneet räiskähdellen savuxi
ellauri051.html on line 464: War, sorrow, suffering gone--The rank earth purged--nothing but joy Sota voitettu, kärsimyxet unohdettu -- laahus puhdistettu -- vain iloisia
ellauri051.html on line 1389: 789 Solitary at midnight in my back yard, my thoughts gone from me a long while, 789 Yksinäisenä keskiyöllä takapihallani, ajatukseni ovat poissa minusta pitkäksi aikaa,
ellauri051.html on line 1479: 878 Their colonel was wounded and their ammunition gone, 878 Heidän everstinsä haavoittui ja heidän ammuksensa hukassa,
ellauri051.html on line 1948: 1330 Will you speak before I am gone? will you prove already too late? 1330 Puhutko ennen kuin olen poissa? todistatko jo liian myöhään?
ellauri053.html on line 1402: And hid his arse amid a crowd of other bygone stars.
ellauri053.html on line 1405: When your lights have gone
ellauri054.html on line 272: Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Kiiluu ja katoaa; enkkukalliot työntyvät
ellauri060.html on line 1050: The same really goes for basically every vertical. Way back (remember Googlebase?) it was thought nobody should bother with any vertical as Google had it in there anyway. Googlebase is long gone and people go to CarGurus or Carvana for cars, Zillow for online house listings, Indeed and others for job postings etc., the list goes on and on.
ellauri060.html on line 1064: The days of ever-increasing search revenue are gone, the issue now will be how to stem the decline.
ellauri061.html on line 1636: Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages: Kotipesällä jo palkan nostanut:
ellauri064.html on line 30: Now the world has gone to bed
ellauri070.html on line 433: Star Trek is an American media franchise originating from the 1960s science fiction television series Star Trek, created by Gene Roddenberry. That series, now often known as "The Original Series", debuted on September 8, 1966, and aired for three seasons on NBC. It followed the voyages of the starship USS Enterprise, a space exploration vessel built by the United Federation of Planets in the 23rd century, on a mission "to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before". In creating Star Trek, Roddenberry was inspired by C. S. Forester's Horatio Hornblower series of novels, Jonathan Swift's Gulliver's Travels, and television westerns such as Wagon Train. Hornblowerit oli Anna-Kaisa Oraviston mielilukemistoa. Pia Pipsukka piti Heinz Konsalikista.
ellauri072.html on line 206: What has gone mainly unnoticed in the various discussions of the problem is something that has puzzled me for some time. Why does Dante treat the homosexual Florentines in Inf. 16 with greater respect than any other infernal figures except those in Limbo? I do not have an answer to that question, but would like to bring it forward. Let me begin with Purg. 26. We have probably not been surprised enough at Dante's insistence that roughly half of those who sinned in lust, repented, and were saved (and are now on their way to that salvation) were homosexual. It would have been easy for him to have left the homosexuals out of Purgatory, and it is hard to imagine an early (or a later) commentator who would have objected to the omission, especially since, in Hell, homosexuality is treated, not as a sin of the flesh, but as one of violence against nature. However, for a unique instance of a commentator who is aware of Dante's unusual gesture see Trifon Gabriele on Inf. 15.46: "Non e' dubbio che 'l Poeta vuol applaudere a questo vitio quanto egli puo'. Puopa hyvinkin. Ecco, gli fa parlare di belle cose e gli fa tutti grand'uomini nelle lettere e nell'arme e nella religione, e finalmente non e' peccato ne l'Inferno o Purgatorio che egli men danni con le parole sue che questo; anzi lo polisce quanto puo' con suoi versi".
ellauri079.html on line 163: Joku opetti että temppelit on vaan kiihkoilijoille, sanoo Wallu ja tarkoittaa että ei. Ne sopii myös rebublikaaneille. Vallan temppeleitä tarvitaan jotta rupusakit valizee sopivimmat huumeet. Miten te sanoittekaan, kysyy feikkikanukki, Anything is going? No ei rebublikaaneista. Ne sanoo going going gone, myyty silinteripäiselle vanhalle Ankalle joka tarjos eniten ja maxoi vähiten.
ellauri083.html on line 514: I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the King and Queen moult no feather. I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason? How infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable? In action how like an angel? In apprehension, how like a god? The beauty of the world, the paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
ellauri083.html on line 568: There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.
ellauri083.html on line 630: When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
ellauri083.html on line 639: God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.
ellauri089.html on line 210: Men rarely if ever manage to dream up a god superior to themselves. Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child. One man's theology is another man's belly laugh. The most ridiculous concept ever perpetrated by Homo Sapiens is that the Lord God of Creation, Shaper and Ruler of the Universes, wants the saccharine adoration of his creations, that he can be persuaded by their prayers, and becomes petulant if he does not receive this flattery. Yet this ridiculous notion, without one real shred of evidence to bolster it, has gone on to found one of the oldest, largest and least productive industries in history.
ellauri095.html on line 295: Remember me when I am gone away, Muista mut kun mä oon mennyt pois
ellauri097.html on line 117: Mencken, says Charles A. Fecher, was, "deeply conservative, resentful of change, looking back upon the 'happy days' of a bygone time, wanted no part of the world that the New Deal promised to bring in." In 1931, the Arkansas legislature passed a motion to pray for Mencken´s soul after he had called the state the "apex of moronia."
ellauri097.html on line 714: The dew was gone that made his blade so keen Kaste oli kuivunut joka terotti sen terää
ellauri097.html on line 720: But he had gone his way, the grass all mown, Muze oli mennyt tiehensä, homma oli hoidossa,
ellauri098.html on line 56: The greatest challenges a detective faces aren't always a devious criminal or a really tough case — all those are a cakewalk compared to managing their personal life. The genius ones are nerds with trouble getting along with people or worse, have social or personality disorders. The hard-working ones are workaholics who let their family relationships slide because they're never home. The overworked and nervous ones dabble in drugs and court substance addictions (or blood). The Film Noir detective and his descendants have terrible luck with women, who either end up dead, broken or distant; if he has a wife he may be cheating on her. And gods help him and his friends if some of the bad guys or associates that they helped put in the clink come back to haunt him. And his personal finances are probably gone thanks to being The Gambling Addict. In short, it's rare to have a detective as a main character in a dramatic story and have them not have at least one serious character flaw that's tangential to them actually working cases.
ellauri099.html on line 86: How to Get Rid of Barn Swallows? Hire an Exterminator. For as beautiful as their song is, barn swallows also bring a lot of less attractive features when they move into your property. The early-morning noise and piles of droppings and feathers they create are reason enough to want these birds gone. As an Amazon Associate, this site earns from qualifying purchases.
ellauri100.html on line 781: When its last restraint is gone.
ellauri100.html on line 1270: Those pleasant days long gone
ellauri102.html on line 108: After almost a century of moving upward, David has eventually gone down. Yankelovich is survived by his daughter, Nicole Mordecai, and her husband David; granddaughter Rachel Mordecai; sister Libby Schenkman and her children Fay and Max. In 1959, he married Hassmieg Kaboolian; that marriage ended in divorce. She was Armenian. He later married Mary Komarnicki, now deceased, and then Barbara Lee. More recently, he lived in La Jolla with his companion, Laura Nathanson. Laura got nothing, being just a companion. Neither did Kaboolian nor Komarnicki, nor Barbara Lee, for being utter failures, having wrong opinions, or wrong religion.
ellauri102.html on line 578: "It's even something I did in my 20s when I when I had gone through cancer treatments. It was just one of these things that kept my spirits up and kept me healthy," she said.
ellauri107.html on line 61: I am Casey's father and son of Lyle Van and one of the three little redheads. Dirk, my brother was on Westwood One radio for many years doing news and information shows. I remember all of the WOR people you mentioned..on Christmas Eve our choir from Christs Church in Rye would sing on air every year. I miss my dad as all sons miss their dad when they are gone. He and my mother raised us in a safe and happy household and we were all better for it. We have great memories of our childhood.
ellauri108.html on line 254: Rastafari is a non-missionary religion. However, elders from Jamaica often go "trodding" to instruct new converts in the fundamentals of the religion. On researching English Rastas during the 1970s, Cashmore noted that they had not converted instantaneously, but rather had undergone "a process of drift" through which they gradually adopted Rasta beliefs and practices, resulting in their ultimate acceptance of Haile Selassie's central importance. Based on his research in West Africa, Neil J. Savishinsky found that many of those who converted to Rastafari came to the religion through their pre-existing use of marijuana as a recreational drug.
ellauri110.html on line 322: The following day he learns that Zhenya and her mother had departed. A boy hands him a note from Znenya, which reads: "I have told my sister everything and she insists on my parting from you. I could not hurt her by disobeying. God will give you happiness. If you knew how bitterly mamma and I have cried." The painter leaves the place too. The last glimpse of hope to fill his lonely life with any kind of meaning is now gone, and the person who robbed him of it was Lydia, the one who cared for nothing but bettering other people's lives. Time passes, but he cannot forget Zhenya and deep in his heart knows she still thinks of him, too.
ellauri111.html on line 586: If you know that this is the truth, I counsel you to make your decision today because tomorrow is not promised to you, or the price may have gone up. Not only people´s hearts get hard when they keep on rejecting the truth. I could say from my own experience what else tends to get hard but I won´t. You don´t want your heart to turn to stone to the gospel because if it does, you will go to hell. That I can guarantee you because the Bible says so. Hell is real notwithstanding the fake preachers and "theologians" and "doctors" that would tell you otherwise.
ellauri115.html on line 406: In consequence, they had totally severed relations with him. Most chilling was the warning from Baron d'Holbach. It was 9pm on the night before Hume and Rousseau set out for England. Hume had gone for his final farewell. Apologising for puncturing his illusions, the baron counselled Hume that he would soon be sadly disabused. "You don't know your man. I will tell you plainly, you're warming a viper in your bosom."
ellauri131.html on line 671: "I was beyond tempted at times. There was no drought, for sure. I was like a kid in a candy store. Hef invited me to the Playboy Mansion, and I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Women came bouncing on over to me saying, 'Oh my God, Tony Robbins, you changed my life!'" Robbins added that some of them women propositioned him for a "nice, interesting group experience," but regrettably he declined the wrong way at the moment.
ellauri140.html on line 56: Book III is centred on the virtue of Chastity as embodied in Britomart, a lady knight. Resting after the events of Book II, Guyon and Arthur meet Britomart, who wins a joust with Guyon. They separate as Arthur and Guyon leave to rescue Florimell, while Britomart rescues the Redcrosse Knight. Britomart reveals to the Redcrosse Knight that she is pursuing Sir Artegall because she is destined to marry him. The Redcrosse Knight defends Artegall and they meet Merlin, who explains more carefully Britomart's destiny to found the English monarchy. Britomart leaves and fights Sir Marinell. Arthur looks for Florimell, joined later by Sir Satyrane and Britomart, and they witness and resist sexual temptation. Britomart separates them with a stick and meets Sir Scudamore, looking for his captured lady Amoret. Britomart alone is able to rescue Amoret from the wizard Busirane. Unfortunately, when they emerge from the castle Scudamore is gone. (The 1590 version with Books I–III depicts the lovers' happy reunion, but this was changed in the 1596 version which contained all sex books.)
ellauri140.html on line 469: Into her mouth they crept, and suddain all were gone. Niin ne ryömi takas sinne mistä tulikin.
ellauri140.html on line 956: BY this the Northerne wagoner° had set Tähän mennessä pohjoisen vaunumies
ellauri141.html on line 335: o ego non felix, quam tu fugis, ut pavet acris “My good luck is gone! You shun me, like a sheep shying
ellauri144.html on line 410: When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, Kun luut on nilltä kaluttu ja puhtaat menneet,
ellauri145.html on line 404: Roger Tichborne, heir to the noble and filthy rich Tichborne family´s title and fortunes, was presumed to have died in a shipwreck in 1854 at age 25. His mother clung to a belief that he might have survived, and after hearing rumours that he had made his way to Australia, she advertised extensively in Australian newspapers, offering a reward for information. In 1866, a Wagga Wagga butcher known as Thomas Castro came forward claiming to be Roger Tichborne. Although his manners and bearing were unrefined, he gathered support and travelled to England. He was instantly accepted by Lady Tichborne as her son, although other family members were dismissive and sought to expose him as an impostor. During protracted enquiries before the case went to court in 1871, details emerged suggesting that the claimant might be Arthur Orton, a butcher´s son from Wapping in London, who had gone to sea as a boy and had last been heard of in Australia. After a civil court had rejected the claimant´s case, he was charged with perjury; while awaiting trial he campaigned throughout the country to gain popular support. In 1874, a criminal court jury decided that he was not Roger Tichborne and declared him to be Arthur Orton. Before passing a sentence of 14 years, the judge condemned the behaviour of the claimant´s counsel, Edward Kenealy, who was subsequently disbarred because of his conduct.
ellauri145.html on line 808: Germain Nouveau Germain Marie Bernard Nouveau (Pourrières, 31 juillet 1851 - Pourrières, 4 avril 1920) eli aika vanhaxi, melkein yhtä vanhaxi kuin mä. Se oli maalta kotoisin ja sinne se palasikin köyhäilemään kun se sekosi. Siitä piti tulla pappi mutta tulikin pylväspyhimys. Sitä ennen se ehti mittailla pylväitä sekä Rimpulan että Villamadon kaa. Louis Aragon disait de lui: ´Pas un petit poète, mais un grand poète. Pas un épigone de Rimbaud: mais son égal´.
ellauri146.html on line 220: ...Da lernte Grabbe Ludwig Robert kennen, den Bruder der schönen, von Heine gefeierten Schwester, einen der geistvollsten Epigonen der Romantik; aber auch Heinrich Heine selbst, der seine Tragödien Almansor und Ratcliff gerade damals erscheinen ließ und von dem einer der ironischen Freunde berichtet, mit welchem Selbstgefallen seine ungefällige Gestalt damals unter den Linden vor Dümmlers Buchladen »vorbei peripatetisierte,« mit Armensünderwänglein, über welche plötzliche Glut sich ergoß, sobald er sein Werk zum Fenster herausgucken sah. Heines Eigentümlichkeit als Mensch und Dichter hatte für Grabbe viel Sympathisches; er berührte eine verwandte Ader in ihm und blieb gewiß auf die Ausbildung eines, dem idealen Schwung nachspottenden Cynismus, der überall bei Grabbe hervortritt, nicht ohne Einfluß. Damals konnte Heine nicht ahnen, als er den Meister eines phantastischen Humors, den Serapionsbruder Amadeus Hoffmann, zu Grabe tragen sah, daß dasselbe schmerzliche Leiden, welches diese gnomenartige Persönlichkeit hinweggerafft hatte, auch ihn einst an ein langjähriges Krankenlager fesseln werde.
ellauri146.html on line 799: The poet experiences childhood as a resource because it is gone, and his 'rebirth' as a poet is not a function of recapturing the truth and joy of his youth; rather, it is a function of understanding the truth of his present life, as the life of remembering things past and turning them into poetry. Thus, "the poet's journey" is not "towards restoring his childhood perception" (204) nor "in quest of his lost voice" (193), but it is his writing about such a journey that hints at and finally exposes his recognition that childhood perception is dead, but the memory of its being is still with him. The poet's "heart's truth," contrary to the child's and the grown man's apparent truth, is the acknowledgment of time.
ellauri150.html on line 580: Iras went to them, took them under her arms, and passed to the door and out of it without a parting word. She walked rapidly, and was gone before Esther could decide what to do.
ellauri151.html on line 767: [12] the night is far gone, the day is at hand.
ellauri156.html on line 143: In Mojo magazine in October 2008, McCartney acknowledged that the style of the song is a pastiche, saying: "I was basically spoofing the folksinger." Lennon attributed the song to McCartney, saying: "Couldn't you guess? Would I have gone to all that trouble about Gideon's Bible and all that stuff?"
ellauri156.html on line 315: Incidentally, Bathsheba is washing herself in Jerusalem, from which all the men of fighting age have gone to war. Remember the words of verse 1:
ellauri156.html on line 457: One notable TV airing of the movie was on the American network NBC during The NBC Monday Movie on September 7, 1964 (which was Labor day that year). During one of the commercial breaks was the one and only official airing of the Daisy political advertisement by the Lyndon B. Johnson presidential campaign in the run-up to the 1964 United States presidential election. The commercial aired at 9:50 p.m. EST. It was a family film though most children living in the EST time-zone were gone to bed by then, leaving the children's parents to watch the commercial. The commercial stars a little girl (played by Monique Luiz) who is shown counting petals of a daisy which was then followed by an ominous male voice counting down to zero. During the countdown, the screen zoomed up the girl's eye in such a way whereby the parents would imagine their children there instead of the girl. The next scene was a nuclear explosion with the voice of Johnson asking for peace.
ellauri156.html on line 615: Uriah should not be criticized or looked down upon for his loyalty and submission to David. He should be highly commended. In fact, a friend suggested a new thought for my consideration: “Suppose that Uriah was added to the list of war heroes because of his loyalty and courage in this battle which cost him his life? It is a possibility to consider. Uriah is one of those Gentile converts whose faith and obedience puts many Israelites to shame. He is among many of those who have trusted and obeyed God who have not received their just rewards in this life, but who will be rewarded in the coming kingdom of God. Too many Christians today want their blessings “now” and are not willing to suffer, waiting for their reward then. Let them think carefully about the example of Uriah for their own lives. His elevator may have not gone all the way to the top floor, but by Gawd, he will reach it when Jacob lets down the ladder!
ellauri156.html on line 660: In these verses, David makes it clear that God is at work even when it does not appear to be so. During the time David tries to cover up his sin, God is at work exposing it in his heart. These are not times of pleasure and joy, as Satan would like us to conclude; they are days of misery. David is plagued with guilt. He cannot sleep, and it seems he cannot eat. Worst of all, he cannot fuck. He is not sleeping nights, and he is losing weight. Whether or not David recognizes it as God who is at work in him, he does know he is miserable. It is this misery which tenderizes David, preparing him for the rebuke Nathan Zuckermann is to bring, preparing him for repentance. David's repentance is not the result of David's assessment of his situation; it is the result of divine intervention. Hey wait? If that is the case, where is the much-advertised free will? He has gone so far in sin that he cannot think straight. God is at work in David's life to break him, so that he will once again cast himself upon God for grace. He has good experience in casting himself upon folk, from Saul thru Jonathan to Bathsheba.
ellauri158.html on line 46: The actual world, we might now say, is the only possible world. Events could not, in the strongest sense of that expression, have gone any differently than they in fact have gone. This is the position of necessitarianism, a belief that few in the history of Western philosophy have explicitly embraced. And for good reason — on the face of it, necessaritianism is highly counterintuitive. Surely the world could have gone slightly differently than it has gone. Couldn’t the Allies have lost WWII? No way! They were in the right! Couldn’t Leibniz have been a sister or not been born at all? Täähän on kuin Jaakko Hintikka versus Jon Barwise.
ellauri160.html on line 61: And then came the Fifth-month, more than I could bear, And you have been gone five months.
ellauri161.html on line 511: Before Covid, former Saturday Night live head writer Adam McKay had already written his smug doomsday satire Don't Look Up based on the usual liberal tropes. Chief among them was the old progressive rant linking those on the right to a predatory elite consisting of a group who were referred to as, in the parlance of days gone by, "robber barons."
ellauri161.html on line 530: Despite McKay's seeming awareness of the danger of Big Tech setting up one big surveillance state, he fails to recognize that the left-particularly in the encouragement of censorship by social media platforms-has gone way beyond what the right ever did in terms of a threat to our constitutional freedoms.
ellauri161.html on line 682: Very unfortunate watch. Only reason I kept watching was the hope of it getting better. Though I was let down. This was a movie gone bad.
ellauri164.html on line 550: 2. He spoke to the people, not with meekness and calm authority, but in heat and bitterness. "Ye rebels, must we fetch you water out of this rock?" Thus he "spake unadvisedly with his lips" (Psalm 106:33) instead of his stick. It is not difficult to understand how Moses should have so far forgotten himself on this occasion. Let the facts be weighed. The servant of the Lord is now 120 years old. The generation which sinned thirty-seven years ago, and was condemned to die in the wilderness, is nearly all gone. Moses is mortified to find that the new generation is infected with a touch of the same impatient unbelief which wrought in their fathers so much mischief. No sooner are they at a loss for water than they rise against Moses with rebellious murmurings. For once he loses command of himself. On all former occasions of the kind his meekness was unshaken; he either held his peace, or prayed for the rebels, or at most called on the Lord to be his Witness and Judge. Now he breaks out into bitter chidings. At the root of this there was a secret failure of faith. "Ye believed me not," - did not thoroughly rely on my faithfulness and power, - "to sanctify me in the eyes of the children of Israel" (verse 12). His former meekness had been the fruit of faith. He had been thoroughly persuaded that the Lord who was with him could accomplish all he had promised, and therefore he faced every difficulty with calm and patient resolution. Now a touch of unbelief bred in him hastiness and bitterness of spirit.
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It is Numbers 20:1-13 again. Miriam was gone. Moses had just buried his sister in Kadesh, in the Wilderness of Zin (Numbers 20:1). She had placed his basket among the reeds of the Nile and had run to get his mother when Pharaoh’s daughter drew him out. His sister had been with him through all his trials in the wilderness. But now Miriam was gone.
ellauri171.html on line 549: He has done what ‘ought not to be done’, gone against the norms of social ethics.
ellauri182.html on line 78: At Yuichi’s home, Mikage is introduced to Eriko and soon finds out that Yuichi’s mother was once his father; s/he is a transsexual who runs a club of some sort. Eriko is a clear allusion to Banana's daddy. Yuichi hints that s/he has undergone a sex change, when he tells Mikage that s/he has “had everything ‘done.’” There is a hole now where the pecker used to be.
ellauri182.html on line 441: Once the choice has been made internally and you begin to change your life prepare yourself to be amazed at the reaction you get from those around you. They probably think you've gone crazy, like me.
ellauri183.html on line 157: Leopoldo Lugones Argentiinasta kirjoitti 1906 apinaesseen, jossa järbä koitti opettaa simpanssia viestimään homo sapiensin kielellä, kyllästyi sitten ja alkoi piiskata oppilasta joka sairastui mutta vaikeni kuin muuri. Kuollessaan se sanoi "Agua amo agua", vettä isäntä vettä. Oppihan se lopulta, mutta liian myöhään kuin mustalaisen hevonen syömättömyyden. Onse kumma miten karvattomat apinat pitää ihan synnyinoikeutenaan kohdella kaltoin karvaisia serkkujaan, niinkuin suomalaiset virolaisia.
ellauri183.html on line 258: The nuclear holocaust has come and gone. Only one man survives: paleologist Calvin Cohn, who happened to be safely, deeply underwater at the time. And, after some black-humor-ish conversations with God, Cohn is allowed to live—for a while, at least—and he finds himself on an island a la Robinson Crusoe, with a communicative chimp named Buz (product of chimp-speech experiments) as his only companion. Cohn, son of a rabbi, engages in existential, religious, and Talmudic speculations with the chimp—though he refrains from trying to convert him to Judaism. He must reexamine the basics of social interaction—when Buz gets too physically chummy ("If you had suckled the lad, could you marry him?"), when a friendly gorilla appears and causes jealousies, and, above all, when five more talking chimps appear... including the lisping Mary Madelyn, the object of everyone's sexual attention (including Cohn's).
ellauri184.html on line 74: Mailer wrote 12 novels in 59 years. After completing courses in French language and culture at the University of Paris in 1947–48, he returned to the U.S. shortly after The Naked and the Dead was published in May 1948. A New York Times best seller for 62 weeks, it was the only one of Mailer's novels to reach the number one position. It was hailed by many as one of the best American wartime novels and included in a list of the hundred best English-language novels of the twentieth century by the Modern Library. The book that made his reputation sold over a million copies in its first year, (three million by 1981) and has never gone out of print. It is still considered to be one of the finest depictions of Americans in combat during World War II.
ellauri189.html on line 161: Their faces gone, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat

ellauri194.html on line 291: In the Islamic apocalyptic tradition, the end of the world would be preceded by the release of Gog and Magog, whose destruction by God in a single night would usher in the Day of Resurrection. Reinterpretation did not generally continue after Classical times, but the needs of the modern world have produced a new body of apocalyptic literature in which Gog and Magog are identified as Communist Russia and China. One problem these writers have had to confront is the barrier holding Gog and Magog back, which is not to be found in the modern world: the answer varies, some writers saying that Gog and Magog were the Mongols and that the wall is now gone, others that both the wall and Gog and Magog are invisible. Why it is the iron curtain of course, the pay wall that stops money transfers between east and west. It is Google of MAGA what else!
ellauri194.html on line 432: I Norrköping och Linköping var under måndagsmorgonen sammanlagt 26 personer anhållna för påskhelgens kravaller.
ellauri198.html on line 247: The Memorial Day Massacre reminds us of both the suffering and the struggles that workers have gone through just to have their organizations recognized by big business. But it is reminds us of what happens when the power of workers is subordinated to poor union leadership and to a political party of the bosses that claims to be a “friend of working people.”
ellauri198.html on line 427: O'er the safe road, 'twas gone; grey plain all round: Kyllä näkynyt koko tietä enää sieltä,
ellauri198.html on line 645: Roland's band had dissolved and gone on to solo careers. Cuthbert was cut up for "one night's disgrace," and Giles "by being hanged and declared a traitor by his fans." All Roland wants is to join back the band, whatever the cost.
ellauri204.html on line 342: “So saying, Argeiphontes gave me the herb, drawing it from the ground, and showed me its nature. At the root it was black, but its flower was like milk. [305] Moly the gods call it, and it is hard for mortal men to dig; but with the gods all things are possible. Hermes then departed to high Olympus through the wooded isle, and I went my way to the house of Circe, and many things did my heart darkly ponder as I went. [310] So I stood at the gates of the fair-tressed goddess. There I stood and called, and the goddess heard my voice. Straightway then she came forth, and opened the bright doors, and bade me in; and I went with her, my heart sore troubled. She brought me in and made me sit on a silver-studded chair, [315] a beautiful chair, richly wrought, and beneath was a foot-stool for the feet. And she prepared me a potion in a golden cup, that I might drink, and put therein a drug, with evil purpose in her heart. But when she had given it me, and I had drunk it off, yet was not bewitched, she smote me with her wand, and spoke, and addressed me: [320] ‘Begone now to the sty, and lie with the rest of thy comrades.’ “So she spoke, but I, drawing my sharp sword from between my thighs, rushed upon Circe, as though I would slay her. But she, with a loud cry, ran beneath, and clasped my knees, and with wailing she spoke to me winged words: [325] “‘Who art thou among men, and from whence? Where is thy city, and where thy parents? Amazement holds me that thou hast drunk this charm and wast in no wise bewitched. For no man else soever hath withstood this charm, when once he has drunk it, and it has passed the barrier of his teeth. Nay, but the mind in thy breast is one not to be beguiled. [330] Surely thou art Odysseus, the man of ready device, who Argeiphontes of the golden wand ever said to me would come hither on his way home from Troy with his swift, black ship. Nay, come, put up thy sword in this here sheath, and let us two then go up into my bed, that couched together [335] in love we may put trust in each other.’ “So she spoke, but I answered her, and said:‘Circe, how canst thou bid me be gentle to thee, who hast turned my comrades into swine in thy halls, and now keepest me here, and with guileful purpose biddest me [340] go to thy chamber, and go up into thy bed, that when thou hast me stripped thou mayest render me a weakling and unmanned? Nay, verily, it is not I that shall be fain to go up into thy bed, unless thou, goddess, wilt consent to swear a mighty oath that thou wilt not plot against me any fresh mischief to my hurt.’
ellauri213.html on line 344: Sigonella incident oli todella röyhkeää öykkäröintiä jenkkiporukoilta Italian maaperällä. "Pilots on board the U.S. and Italian jets exchanged colorful epithets over the radio about their respective intentions, family heritage, and sexual preferences." Ja nyt ne ovat täällä. Amer. jalkaväkipataljoona harjoittelee öykkäröintiä Suomessa. Voi perkele. Amer. rotinkaiset kovaäänisesti mongertaen haukkuivat Suomea seiskan raitiovaunussa. Seiska ajaa nyt Käpylään. Sekin vielä.
ellauri213.html on line 352: Achille Lauron kaappaus tapahtui 7. lokakuuta 1985, kun neljä Palestiinan vapautusrintamaa (PLF) edustavaa miestä kaappasi Egyptin rannikon edustalla italialaisen valtamerilaivan MS Achille Lauron hänen purjehtiessaan Aleksandriasta Ashdodiin , Israeliin . Kaappaajat murhasivat 69-vuotiaan amerikkalaisen juutalaisen miehen pyörätuolissa, Leon Klinghofferin, ja hänet heitettiin yli laidan. Kaappaus aiheutti "Sigonella-kriisin". Abbasin mukaan Arafat oli lähettänyt hänet vakuuttavan argumentointityylinsä vuoksi, että neljä palestiinalaista oli saanut paniikkikohtauksen käynnistämään kaappauksen ja että hänen yksinään oli ratkaiseva rooli matkustajien vapauttamisessa. Seuraavana päivänä, 13. lokakuuta, Yhdysvallat esitti protestin Italian salliessa Abbasin lähteä ja pyysi myös hänen luovuttamistaan ​​Jugoslaviasta (joka tunnusti diplomaattisesti PLO:n). Lokakuun 14. päivään mennessä Tanyug, Jugoslavian lehdistötoimisto ja PLO:n virkamiehet Jugoslaviassa ilmoittivat, että Abbas oli lähtenyt Jugoslaviasta. Yhdysvaltain ulkoministeriö julkaisi lausunnon, jossa se julisti "äärimmäisen pettymyksen" siitä, että Jugoslavian viranomaiset olivat evänneet heidän pyyntönsä. Vaikka Youssef Majed Molqi (kaappaaja, joka ampui Klinghofferin) sai yhden ryhmän pisimmistä tuomioista, tuomioistuin mainitsi lieventävänä seikkana hänen lapsuutensa olosuhteet väkivallan ympäröimänä palestiinalaispakolaisleirillä. Vuoden 1988 lehdistötilaisuudessa Algeriassa Abbas tarjosi toisenlaisen selityksen Klinghofferin kuolemalle "Ehkä hän yritti uida kotiin." Vuonna 1994 Saddam Hussein antoi Abbasille turvapaikan Irakissa. Abbas (syntynyt Syyrian pakolaisleirillä) sai uuden kotinsa Gazaan (sen jälkeen, kun hänelle myönnettiin armahdus vuonna 1996 Oslon rauhansopimusten vuonna 1993 allekirjoittamisen mukaisesti). Hänestä tuli Palestiinan kansallisneuvoston edustaja. Maanantaina 14. huhtikuuta 2003 Irakin sodan aikana Yhdysvaltain erikoisjoukot vangitsivat Abbasin Bagdadin laitamilla Yhdysvaltain tiedustelupalvelun tietojen perusteella. Lokakuussa 2002 presidentti George W. Bush oli syyttänyt Irakia siitä, että se oli "tarjonnut turvasataman" Abbasille ja esitti tämän toisena perusteena sotilaalliselle toimille. (Toinenhan oli se asepiilovedätys.) Maanantaina 8. maaliskuuta 2004 Abbas, 55, kuoli "luonnollisiin syihin" (hapenpuute tai verenkiertohäiriö) ollessaan amerikkalainen vanki irakilaisvankilassa Bagdadin ulkopuolella.
ellauri214.html on line 70: In response to a Twitter post about how COVID-19 has been affecting people who menstruate, Rowling wrote, “‘People who menstruate.’ I’m sure there used to be a word for those people. Someone help me out. Wumben? Wimpund? Woomud?”. In this post, Rowling mocks trans people by insinuating that women who do not have a period are not real women. This tweet not only offended trans women who do not have periods, but also cisgender women born with medical conditions that prevent them from having a period, older women who have gone through menapause, and transgender men who still menstrate. Rowling has continued to bash transgender people by comparing hormone therapy to gay conversion therapy and tweeting articles arguing that transitioning is a medical experiment. Many have called Rowling out on her transphobia, and some have attempted to educate her on transgender issues and the difference between sex and gender. However, the author has not been receptive to these comments, and continues to deny that she is transphobic. Rowling’s transphobia has prompted Harry Potter actors Daniel Radcliff (Harry Potter), Emma Watson (Hermionie Granger), Rupert Grint (Ron Weasley), Bonnie Wright (Ginny Weasley), and Evanna Lynch (Luna Lovegood) to show their support for the transgender community. The only actor staunchly standing on her side is Tom Veladro (Voldemort). Oops, I shouldn't have said the name.
ellauri217.html on line 363: Mixhän Jörkasta on mukavaa et joku mutustaa sen mulkkua ja nielaisee sen runkkua? Ei siitä tule lasta eikä paskaakaan. Marinan moraali oli vanhanaikainen ja hiukka omalaatuinen. Jörkalla ei sitä ollut ollenkaan. Jörns filmer var döda koliker. Kyynikko sai Marinalta pisteitä sanottuaan Kosmoxessa että Marinalla todnäk oli pohjois-Euroopan kiinnostavimmat kinkut. Ei kyltää on melko toxista. Inom kort var cynikerns penis faktiskt fast förankrad i Marinas slida bakifrån. Hennes skinkor var underbara. Men det var när hon vände om och såg han i ögonen som han kom bölandes lik en tjur.
ellauri217.html on line 725: The main outcome of Jeeves´s "Apostolic Decree" was that the requirement of circumcision for males was not obligatory for Gentile converts, possibly in order to make it easier for them to join the movement. However, the Council did retain the prohibitions against Gentile converts eating meat containing blood, or meat of animals not properly slain. It also retained the prohibitions against "fornication" (to be detailed later) and "idol worship". The Decree may have been a major act of differentiation of the Church from its Jewish roots. Idol worship has since gone way out of bounds among the gentiles with the Idols contest and suchlike.
ellauri219.html on line 45: And she's gone
ellauri219.html on line 409: An American artist known for large sculptures that play with light and space, Larry Bell first made his mark with a series of “shadowboxes” constructed in the 60s, and has since gone on to receive acclaim for his wide-ranging work, including the Vapor Drawings of the 80s and a subsequent range of Mirage Drawings.
ellauri219.html on line 1012: Underworld is a novel, quite simply, about what was experienced in the United States in the second half of the 20th century. An era shaped by the advent and then cancellation of the Bretton Woods agreement. Nuclear proliferation. The withering away and relocation of American manufacturing, and the rise of global capitalism. Jazz. The Cuban missile crisis (through the voice, as DeLillo has it, of the smirking standup comedian Lenny Bruce). Civil tights. The CIA. Bombs on university campuses. Artists on New York rooftops, and around them, the old industrial framework of bygone city life, something aesthetic and exotic, either marvelled at or ignored, take your pick.
ellauri222.html on line 83: “I am an American, Chicago born” begins the famous first sentence of “The Adventures of Augie March.” The author of that sentence was actually an illegal immigrant, Canada born, and the words were written in Paris. Bellow’s father, Abraham Belo, was born in a shtetl inside the Pale of Settlement. He began his career in St. Petersburg as a produce broker, specializing in Egyptian onions and Spanish fruit. The family seems to have been quite well off. Abraham had used a forged document to work in St. Petersburg, and, when this was discovered, he was arrested and convicted. He may have gone to prison. But he managed to escape and, in 1913, to get his family to Canada.
ellauri222.html on line 109: As everyone has said, Bellow not least, “Augie March” was the breakthrough book. Bellow ascribed its origin to a visionary moment. In 1948, he had gone with Anita to Paris for two years, supported by a Guggenheim fellowship. (Bellow hated Paris.) He was at work on a novel called “The Crab and the Butterfly,” which apparently concerned two men arguing in a hospital room. In the version of the epiphany he told to Roth, he was walking to his writing studio one morning when he was distracted by the routine Parisian sight of the street gutters being flushed:
ellauri222.html on line 131: In Commentary, Podhoretz complained that the novel lacked development and that its exuberance was forced. He called it a failure. Podhoretz was one of Trilling’s protégés, and Bellow always believed that Trilling was behind the review, although Podhoretz denied it. But Atlas says that the art critic Clement Greenberg, then an editor at Commentary, having recently come over from Partisan Review, claimed that the editors had put Podhoretz up to it. It was felt in New York circles, Greenberg said, that Bellow had gone a little too far.
ellauri222.html on line 1033: Then he was gone in the forest, and Henry went back to the battle field, where the firing had now wholly ceased. The white victory was complete. Many Indians had fallen. Their losses here and at the river had been so great that it would be long before they could be brought into action again. But the renegades had made good their escape. They did not find the body of a single one of them, and it was certain that they were living to do more mischief. Noble warriors don´t change sides, they stick to their own color scheme.
ellauri226.html on line 414: their apartment buildings had gone bad and was not equipped to handle
ellauri226.html on line 447: In this year it became public knowledge that the city funds had been depleted by nasty leeches and its capital was all gone. Their action had left the city penniless and unable to pay even the top brass. This led to the collapse of the city’s government,
ellauri236.html on line 198: There exists in America an enormous literature of more or less the same stamp as No Orchids. Quite apart from books, there is the huge array of ‘pulp magazines’, graded so as to cater for different kinds of fantasy, but nearly all having much the same mental atmosphere. A few of them go in for straight pornography, but the great majority are quite plainly aimed at sadists and masochists. Sold at threepence a copy under the title of Yank Mags(4), these things used to enjoy considerable popularity in England, but when the supply dried up owing to the war, no satisfactory substitute was forthcoming. English imitations of the ‘pulp magazine’ do now exist, but they are poor things compared with the original. English crook films, again, never approach the American crook film in brutality. And yet the career of Mr. Chase shows how deep the American influence has already gone. Not only is he himself living a continuous fantasy-life in the Chicago underworld, but he can count on hundreds of thousands of readers who know what is meant by a ‘clipshop’ or the ‘hotsquat’, do not have to do mental arithmetic when confronted by ‘fifty grand’, and understand at sight a sentence like ‘Johnny was a rummy and only two jumps ahead of the nut-factory’. Evidently there are great numbers of English people who are partly americanized in language and, one ought to add, in moral outlook. For there was no popular protest against No Orchids. In the end it was withdrawn, but only retrospectively, when a later work, Miss Callaghan Comes to Grief, brought Mr. Chase's books to the attention of the authorities. Judging by casual conversations at the time, ordinary readers got a mild thrill out of the obscenities of No Orchids, but saw nothing undesirable in the book as a whole. Many people, incidentally, were under the impression that it was an American book reissued in England.
ellauri238.html on line 912: handicrafts long gone from the world käsitöistä jotka katosivat aikaa sitten maailmasta
ellauri238.html on line 913: (the hands are gone too). (kädetkin on jo kadonneet).
ellauri241.html on line 603: (Lycius was gone to summon all his kin) (Lycius meni kutsumaan kaikki sukulaisensa)
ellauri241.html on line 769: "Begone, foul dream!" he cried, gazing again "Pois, paha uni!" hän huudahti katsellen jälleen
ellauri241.html on line 1031: 'Mong shepherds far gone in smokes,
ellauri241.html on line 1241: Thou wilt be gone away, and wilt not heed

ellauri241.html on line 1390: Of gone sea-warriors; brazen beaks and targe;

ellauri241.html on line 1429: Till round his wither'd lips had gone a smile.

ellauri241.html on line 1474: O Tartarus! but some few days agone

ellauri241.html on line 1514: But she was gone, just the camel smell was left.

ellauri241.html on line 1532: Ten hundred years: which gone, I then bequeath

ellauri246.html on line 119: som ser mig i ögonen stilla, outgrundligt och stilla, kazoo tossa mua silmiin hiljaa, luotaamattomasti hiljaa,
ellauri247.html on line 99: As he neared his camp, two little sisters of his wives ran out to meet him, thinking their sisters would be with him, and that they would give them a taste of the honey they knew they had gone out to get. But to their surprise Narahdarn came alone, and as he drew near to them they saw his arms were covered with blood. And his face had a fierce look on it, which frightened them from ​even asking where their sisters were. They ran and told their mother that Narahdarn had returned alone, that he looked fierce and angry, also his arms were covered with blood. Out went the mother of the Bilbers, and she said, "Where are my daughters, Narahdarn? Forth went they this morning to bring home the honey you found. You come back alone. You bring no honey. Your look is fierce, as of one who fights, and your arms are covered with blood. Tell me, I say, where are my daughters?"
ellauri247.html on line 101: "Ask me not, Bilber. Ask Wurranunnah the bee, he may know. Narahdarn the bat knows nothing." And he wrapt himself in a silence which no questioning could pierce. Leaving him there, before his camp, the mother of the Bilbers returned to her dardurr and told her tribe that her daughters were gone, and Narahdarn, their husband, would tell her nothing of them. But she felt sure he knew their fate, and certain she was that he had some tale to tell, for his arms were covered with blood.
ellauri264.html on line 702: Steve Jobs is known to all as the founder of Apple, known to fewer as a ruthless man who squeezed and burned many bridges with his friends and employees and even known to fewer as a man who chose to become the “bad man”/Devil´s Advocate. But - get this! Steve would wait in line in the Apple cafeteria like everyone else. He could have easily gone to the front of any line, or have someone get food for him. But he didn’t. On a number of occasions, he ended up in line behind me. And often he would ask me to ‘hold his place’ while he went to check other food stations.
ellauri267.html on line 172: "I meant for him to shoot me so I would be gone for a while," Murdaugh testified.
ellauri270.html on line 242: "A Warning for Married Women" tells the story of Jane Reynolds and her lover James Harris, with whom she exchanged a promise of marriage. He is pressed as a sailor before the wedding takes place and Jane faithfully awaits his return for three years, but when she learns of his death at sea, she agrees to marry a local carpenter. Jane gives birth to three children and for four years the couple lives a happy life. One night, when the carpenter is away, the spirit of James Harris appears. He tries to convince Jane to keep her oath and run away with him. At first she is reluctant to do so, because of her husband and their children, but ultimately she succumbs to the ghost's pleas, letting herself be persuaded by his tales of rejecting the royal daughter's hand and assurance that he has the means to support her – namely, a fleet of seven ships. The pair then leaves England, never to be seen again, and the carpenter commits suicide upon learning that his wife is gone. The broadside ends with a mention that although the children were orphaned, the heavenly powers will provide for them.
ellauri283.html on line 538: Noin 50 % malilaisista edustaa mandekieliä puhuvia kansoja, joihin kuuluvat bambarat maan länsi- ja keskiosissa, mandinkat lounaassa, soninket Mauritanian rajalla ja djulat itäosan kaupungeissa. Toiseksi suurin ryhmä ovat puolipaimentolaisina elävät fulbet varsinkin maan keskiosassa (17 % väestöstä). Kaakossa on gurilaisia kieliä puhuvia senufoja, dogoneja ja boboja (12 %). Nigerjoen keskijuoksun varrella asuvat songhait (6 %) ja heidän pohjoispuolellaan Saharassa paimentolaisuutta harjoittavat tuaregit ja arabiankieliset maurit (10 %).
ellauri297.html on line 545: Suuri osa väestöstä on chemboja, loput njanjoja, n’goneja, tumbukoita, lomweja ja islaminuskoisia yaolaisia. Vuoden 1998 väestönlaskennassa kristittyjä oli 80 prosenttia, muslimeita 13 prosenttia. Chemban kieli oli silloin äidinkieli 57,2 prosentilla väestöstä.
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).
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.
ellauri301.html on line 529: "Gå då hem och be en bön. Personligen kan jag inte längre knyta på mej ett par bönekapslar och tala till väggen. Ingen har en aning om vad de där 'pannbanden' var som Moses befallde judarna i öknen att knyta mellan ögonen. Dom var sannerligen inga pergamentbitar i träfodral sammanhållna av läderremmar. I vetenskaplig mening handlar det om pannben. Det där du kallar 'bönekapslar' är lika mycket bibliska 'pannband' du är guvernör i Ohio."
ellauri302.html on line 302: Manke "Wait, now; wait. Your father and mother have gone to sleep. The sweethearts meet here at the table... We are bashful... Eh?
ellauri302.html on line 367: Sarah Yekel, what's possessed you? Have you gone crazy? (Approaching him.) Consider what you're doing. A misfortune has befallen us. Agreed. To whom don't misfortunes happen? Come. Let us hunt out Shloyme. We'll give him two or three hundred roubles and let him give us back our child. He '11 do it, all right... "Well, what are you sitting there moping about? What's the matter with you?
ellauri302.html on line 409: Reb Ali, more calmly, spitting out. Blessed be His Name. I feel easier on that score. (To Yekel.) What made you talk such nonsense? (To Reizel, without looking at her.) Did she go away? Isn't she back yet? (To Yekel.) Has anybody gone to look for her?
ellauri302.html on line 413: Reb Ali: Don't talk nonsense. Just keep quiet and don't make any scenes. Has anybody gone yet to look for her? To bring her back? Well?
ellauri302.html on line 432: Reb Ali, thunderstruck. What are you talking about? What has possessed you? Have you gone stark mad?
ellauri302.html on line 434: Yekel My daughter has gone to a brothel. The Scroll has been desecrated. God has punished me.
ellauri302.html on line 453: Reb Ali: Don't speak like that. A Jew must not utter such things. Trust in the Lord, and say The past is dead and gone.
ellauri302.html on line 518: Sarah, rushing madly over to Yekel. Good God! He 's gone stark mad! (She tries to tear Rifkele away from Yekel; he thrusts Sarah aside and drags his daughter out by the hair.)
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ellauri318.html on line 283: The old days were gone and the Mob no longer exclusively ran Trenton. The Mob had to share the Trenton pie with Russian thugs, kid gangs, Asian triads, black and Hispanic gangstas. Just som i Sverige.
ellauri321.html on line 164: These new manners being grafted on the old stock, produce a strange sort of lawless profligacy, the impressions of which are indelible. The manners of the Indian natives are respectable, compared with this European medley. Their wives and children live in sloth and inactivity; and having no proper pursuits, you may judge what education the latter receive. Their tender minds have nothing else to contemplate but the example of their parents; like them they grow up a mongrel breed, half civilized, half savage, except nature stamps on them some constitutional propensities. 68 propensities. That rich, that voluptuous sentiment is gone that struck them so forcibly; the possession of their freeholds no longer conveys to their minds the same pleasure and pride.
ellauri322.html on line 240: In 1783 Mary Wollstonecraft aged twenty-lour with two of her sisters, joined Fanny Blood in setting up a day school at Islington, which was removed in a few months to Newington Green. Early in 1785 Fanny Blood, far gone in consumption, sailed for Lisbon to marry an Irish surgeon who was settled there. After her marriage it was evident that she had but a few months to live ; Mary Wollstonecraft, deaf to all opposing counsel, then left her school, and, with help of money from a friendly woman, she went out to nurse her, and was by her when she died. Mary Wollstonecraft remembered her loss ten years afterwards in these "Letters from Sweden and Norway," when she wrote:
ellauri322.html on line 258: Four months after she had gone to Paris, Mary Wollstonecraft met at the house of a merchant, with whose wife she had become intimate, an American named Gilbert Imlay. He won her affections. That was in April, 1793. He had no means, and she had home embarrassments, for which she was unwilling that he should become in any way responsible. A part of the new dream in some minds then was of a love too pure to need or bear the bondage of authority. The mere forced union of marriage ties implied, it was said, a distrust of fidelity. When Gilbert Imlay would have married Mary Wollstonecraft, she herself refused to bind him ; she would keep him legally exempt from her responsibilities towards the father, sisters, brothers, whom she was supporting. She took his name and called herself his wife, when the French Convention, indignant at the conduct pf the British Government, issued a decree
ellauri323.html on line 42: To get myself back to myself when they have gone. Saada itseni sullotuxi takaisin itseeni, kun he ovat menneet.
ellauri353.html on line 518: Cedric Fauntleroy lepää Pine Ridge Presbyterian Churchin hautausmaalla Mississippissä, Yhdysvalloissa. Sori Babel, ei se ollut Reginald vaan Cedric Errol. Också Sniff älskar saker. Han älskar sin slitna plysch-hund Cedric med topasögonen.
ellauri364.html on line 534: Congregation gone the sun sets

ellauri365.html on line 758: och har täckt honom ögonen till, Ja peittää siltä silmät
ellauri368.html on line 292: cannot be found. Men of intelligence and knowledge ate searched from one end of the earth to the other, but their place is unknown. The moral man — even his shadow is gone. Orators and poets have run away and joined the scooters. The pious have become impious, the shrewd have lost their senses in drink. . . Judges have gone wrong, honest men turned defaulters. Princes cheat and magistrates keep themselves in hiding. . ."
ellauri370.html on line 645: Here lies Gilbert Chesterton
who to heaven would have gone
if he had not heard the news
that the place is run by Jews.
ellauri370.html on line 719: Man vägrar nara nog att tro skildringen av de rysliga scener som utspelades, men de är så väl bevittnade att vi tvingas acceptera deras sanningshalt. Vid ett tillfälle skar kosackerna av halsen på mer än hundra judar. Efteråt flådde de liken och kastade kopparna för hundarna. Andra blev levande begravda, spädbarn staplades med dolkar fast vid moderns bröst, på havande kvinnor sprättade de upp underlivet etc etc. Man kan vidare inbilla sig de hundratals kvinnor som inför ögonen på sina sammankedjade män våldtogs av kosackerna och om barn som, spetsade på lansar, stektes over eld.
ellauri375.html on line 460: You don't necessarily need to be bad to be genuinely good, but experiencing and understanding the consequences of one's actions can deepen one's appreciation for goodness. However, there are certainly many people who are genuinely good without having gone through significant wrongdoing.
ellauri378.html on line 309: The sap had gone out of the groundhog,
ellauri378.html on line 323: All gone now the poor groundhog way.
ellauri381.html on line 628: Relations between the U.S. and Bulgaria had gone from merely chilly to bitterly cold. In Sofia, U.S. Minister Donald Heath was harassed and insulted by Bulgarian officials. They demanded his recall. When Washington protested, it got only smiling evasions from Bulgarian Chargé d'Affaires Peter Voutov in Washington, sullen silence from Sofia. Last week, his patience exhausted, Secretary of State Dean Acheson broke off diplomatic relations with Russia's Balkan satellite (which was a Nazi satellite before that).
ellauri389.html on line 232: “The easy option would have been to sit it out and keep taking the salary, but I respond better to interesting challenges than pay cheques. I knew I’d made the right decision when I felt exhilarated rather than scared after handing in my notice, and already I’ve had numerous offers of paid work of one kind or another, including some interesting journalism and plenty of invitations to speak in schools. Interview me again in ten years to see if I was crazy.” The ten years are gone, where's the interview?
ellauri391.html on line 162: Hamann deserves to be known precisely because he was the first to voice counter-Enlightenment views. Named by Goethe as the "brightest intellect of his era," Hamann, a resident of Königsberg, East Prussia, and friend of Kant, was denied access to a professorship or a pastoral call because he was a stutterer. Having undergone a conversion experience while on a business trip to London that had gone awry, he disavowed the Enlightenment ideal of limiting truth to autonomous reason. In a word, autonomous reason is no substitute for "Christ" (the word).
xxx/ellauri027.html on line 1011: I have gone to psychoanalysis for 10 years four times a week. While acknowledging the merits of that experience, I reflect the week in Paphos with astonishment. Comparing the prices, this was a steal, both ways.
xxx/ellauri068.html on line 274: Martín Fierro has been widely considered (beginning with Leopoldo Lugones's El Payador, 1916) the fountainhead or pinnacle of Argentine literature, Argentina's Don Quixote or Divine Comedy.
xxx/ellauri068.html on line 433: And are gone to praise God and his Priest and King, Ja on menneet kehumaan Jumalaa (hk) ja sen Pappia ja Kunkkua (ditto),
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 272: And remember that these guys will be long gone on to some other take over, in jail or early retirement dealing with their multiple divorces and lawsuits while you're still grinding it out.
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I’m from a small rural community, and ev’rybody who lived in my neighborhood, if you want to call it that, were relatives.  We called it “the circle,” and our house was there, my grandmother’s house was there, an aun’ an’ uncle who were childless lived there, and (uh) a couple of aunts an’ uncles who had children.  There were five female cousins, an’ in the summertime we hung out together all day long from early until late.  In my grandmother’s yard was a maple tree, and the five of us developed that into our apartment building.  Each of us had a limb, and [small laugh] the less daring cousins took the lo’er limbs, and I and another cousin a year younger than I always went as far to the top as we could, an’ we– we were kinda derisive of those girls who stayed with the lower limbs.  We had front doors an’ back doors.  The front door was the — the limb — were the limbs on the front, that were nearest (um) the boxwood hedge.  And the grass was all worn away in that area.  An’ then the back doorwa–was on the back side of the tree, an’ you could only enter the front an’ exit from the rear.  And that had to be done by swinging off a limb that was fairly high off the ground, and (um) my cousin Belinda and I had no problem with that, but the other girls — that was always somethin’ we had to coax them into doin’.  But still, you entered the front, you left the rear.  We (um) ate our lunches together.  When it was lunchtime — an’ our mothers always cooked lunch in the summertime ’cause they didn’ want to be in the hot kitchen at night.  So we would just take our (um) — go home, an’ we’d load our plates with all the vegetables an’ the cornbread, an’ get our glasses of milk or ice tea or whatever we were havin’, an’ we would head for somebody’s yard, where we would all sit down an’ eat together.  It was just an institution:  lunch in somebody’s yard.  An’ if you wanted to go home for a second helping– sometimes that was quite a little walk, but it was worth it, because that was our thing, having lunch together, every day.  (Um) We gathered at my grandmother’s on Sundays.  All my aunts would get those chairs, form a circle.  (Uh) One crocheted.  (Uh) Most of them just sat an’ talked, an’ we girls hung out for the main part with the women.  (Uh) The men would gather around the fish pond, which was in a side yard.  It was (um) — it was kind of a rock (um) pond that my granddaddy had, had built.  There was a ir’n pipe in the middle, an’ when he went fishin’, he would put his catch in there.  Or he caught a mud turtle, he’d put it in there.  An’ there it stayed until it was time to kill it an’ cook it, whatever it was.  The pipe in the middle had water that sprayed up all the time.  There was a locust tree near there, an’ that’s where we girls picked the leaves an’ the thorns to make the doll clothes out o’ the locust.  It’s where we always ate the watermelon.  We always had to save the rind, an’ we always had to leave some pink on that rind, because my grandmother made watermelon pickles out o’ that rind.  I hated the things.  I thought they were the worst things I ever put in my mouth.  But ever’body else thought watermelon pickles were just a great delicacy.  That was also around the time that ev’rybody grew gladiolias [sic] an’ I thought they were the ugliest flower I’d ever laid my eyes on, but ever’body had gladiolias.  ‘Course now I’ve come to appreciate the gladiolia, but back then I had absolutely no appreciation for it.  It was also where we made (uh) ice cream, (uh) on the front porch.  We made ice cream on Sunday afternoons.  I had an aunt who worked in the general mercantile business that my family owned, an’ she was only home on Sunday, so she baked all day:  homemade rolls an’ cakes.  And so, she made cakes an’ we made ice cream, an’ ever’body wan’ed to crank, of course.  (Um) That was just a big treat, to get to crank that ice cream.  It was jus’ our Sunday afternoon thing, an’ I, I think back on it.  All the aunts would sit around an’ they’d talk, an’ they’d smoke.  Even if you never saw those ladies smoke, any other time o’ the week.  On Sunday afternoon when we all were gathered about in gran- in granny’s yard, they’d have a cigarette.  Just a way of relaxing, I suppose.  The maple tree’s now gone.  In later years, it was thought the maple tree, our apartment building, was shading the house too much an’ causing mildew, so it was removed at some point.  And I don’t, to this day, enjoy lookin’ (uh) into that part o’ the yard. …


xxx/ellauri114.html on line 295: We also need to remember that Bible prophecy only illuminates world history where Israel is concerned. Great Empires have come and gone during Israel’s absence without so much as a hint of their existence in the Bible. Even the United States, by any measure the most successful of them all, is missing from the prophetic record. You can’t tell me God didn’t know these empires were coming, so their absence has to mean that He sees them as irrelevant to Israel’s destiny. Don’t get me wrong, He has used them all to advance His plan for His people, and they were all blessed through their time of participation. But He didn’t find any of them worthy of mention because He didn’t actually need any of them to fulfil His plan.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 139: She said: "If he really wanted to he could have gone out and found someone else but he didn't do that, he was true to me."
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 846: ögonen. Seija sanoi et toi on nyt sitä Alzheimeria, noin se alkaa. Tarviit
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 64:
Oidipus kiroilee epixesti ize bylsimällensä insestipojalle Polyneikeelle sokaistuaan ensin izensä. Jokaste koittaa toppuutella tomppelia, muttei onnistu. Antigone odottaa pää iskän polvella omaa kiroiluvuoroa.

xxx/ellauri125.html on line 708: Hold your breath 'til it's gone
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 748: Souls of Poets dead and gone, Te sielut poeettojen entisten!
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 772: Souls of Poets dead and gone, Poeetoille uusille ja entisvanhoille.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 792: So haggard and so woe-begone? Noin kalvakka ja turtana?
xxx/ellauri128.html on line 542: Jean Anouilh (/a.nuj/) est un dramaturge et scénariste français né le 23 juin 1910 à Bordeaux (Gironde) et mort le 3 octobre 1987 à Lausanne (Suisse). Son œuvre théâtrale commencée en 1932 est particulièrement abondante et variée : elle est constituée de nombreuses comédies souvent grinçantes et d´œuvres à la tonalité dramatique ou tragique comme sa pièce la plus célèbre, Antigone, réécriture moderne de la pièce de Sophocle. Mulla taitaa olla se.
xxx/ellauri128.html on line 544: Anouilh a lui-même organisé ses œuvres en séries thématiques, faisant alterner d´abord Pièces roses et Pièces noires. Les premières sont des comédies marquées par la fantaisie comme Le Bal des voleurs (1938) alors que les secondes montrent dans la gravité l´affrontement des « héros » entourés de gens ordinaires en prenant souvent appui sur des mythes comme Eurydice (1941), Antigone (1944) ou Médée (1946).
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 553: When I am gone, I pray you shed Kun mä oon mennyt, älä vaan
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 35: Q: Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 38: Q: Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 41: Q: Where have all the husbands gone, long time passing?
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 44: Q: Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 47: Q: Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 664: The hall door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. Ei kuulu enää midiä, aina parempi.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 798: And they are gone: ay, ages long ago Kaukaa näytti pieniltä kuin kärpäset
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 872: Se käänsi suht lahjakkaasti jotain Vergiliuxen eklogeja, palasia Iliaasta, huvittelipa jopa runoltamalla joitain Lukianoxen Vainajien puheluja. Sen jälkeen jääneistä papereista löytyi manuskoja kolmesta tragediasta, Antigone, Saül ja Ugolin ; niissä Millimolli oli ihan kujalla.
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 94: "Having gone to Harvard gave me license to take some big risks," he said. "It's been a real big risk to do all of this, and I'm glad I did."
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 392: Jesus: There will be poor always, pathetically struggling; look at the good things you've got! ...You'll be lost, and you'll be so sorry, when I'm gone!
xxx/ellauri165.html on line 220: Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the hall

xxx/ellauri167.html on line 592: To his advantage, however, was the fact that he had microphone access whenever he wanted it. But at a key moment, he pointedly chose not to take the mic. When Ribicoff made his crack about “Gestapo tactics in the streets of Chicago” from the dais, Daley stood up and shouted from the floor “Fuck you, you Jew son of a bitch, you lousy motherfucker, go home!” The forceful exclamation, shown on live TV, was later deciphered by lip readers. Friends said Daley called Ribicoff not a “fucker,” but a “faker.” Enemies suggested he had called him not a “Jew” but a “kike.” The CBS newsman who was closest simply reported that Daley had gone bright red with anger.
xxx/ellauri169.html on line 43: Springmeier received a Masters in English from the University of Kansas. On January 31, 2002, Springmeier was indicted in the United States District Court in Portland, Oregon in connection with an armed robbery. He was imprisoned, and was released from federal prison on March 25, 2011. While in prison, he got a series of tooth implants courtesy of the government. Fritz the Cat seems to have gone off radar sometime in 2016. See also List of conspiracy theories.
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 139: Both of them speak of something that is gone; Kummatkin puhuu jostain kadonneesta,
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 678: This is a site for those wishing to know more about actualism and actual freedom. Actual freedom is essentially an alternative to spiritual enlightenment. Since its discovery in the last few decades, several former spiritual seekers have gone on to become actually free. The rest are still in detention centers.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 298: An unmatched introduction to Hemingway’s particular skill as a writer is the beginning of A Farewell to Arms, certainly one of the most pregnant opening paragraphs in the history of the modern American novel. In that passage the power of concentration reaches a peak, forming a vivid and charged sequence, as if it were a 10-second video summary. It is packed with events and excitement, yet significantly frosty, as if unresponsive and numb, like a silent flashback dream sequence in which bygone images return, pass in review and fade away, leaving emptiness and quietude behind them. The lapidary writing approaches the highest style of poetry, vibrant with meaning and emotion, while the pace is maintained by the exclusion of any descriptive redundancy, of obtrusive punctuation, and of superfluous or narrowing emotive signs:
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 314: “I saw a moving sight the other morning before breakfast in a little hotel where I slept in the dusty fields. The young man of the house had shot a little wolf called coyote in the early morning. The heroic little animal lay on the ground, with his big furry ears, and his clean white teeth, and his jolly cheerful little body, but his brave little life was gone. It made me think how brave all these living things are. Here little coyote was, without any clothes or house or books or money or bonds or anything, with nothing but his own naked self to pay his way with, and risking his life so cheerfully – and losing it – just to see if he could pick up a meal near the hotel. He was doing his coyote-business like a hero, and you must do your boy-business, and I my man-business bravely, too, or else we won’t be worth as much as a little coyote.” (The Letters of William James to Henry James, Little, Brown and Co.: Boston 1926.)
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 591: Ladies and gentlemen, we have a tie! That’s probably not how they announced it back in October of 1974. A tie is not even the proper term for the rare occasions when the Nobel Prize in Literature’s gone to two people at once. Sharing the honor is the phrase that seems to crop up, and these shared honors look like political moves—when the prize is going to a country that the Nobel committee might not get back to in a while. (The novelist António Lobo Antunes, for example, was reportedly heartbroken when the Nobel went to José Saramago, because he knew they weren’t going to give it to Portugal again in his lifetime.) Still, there’s something about a shared prize that feels slighting, the A-minus of literary glory. I picture scenes like this:
xxx/ellauri215.html on line 100: It is obvious that rock and roll beats imitate these body rythms. Pelkkä BPM on turha mitta, pääasia on että biisistä löytyy kututahti sopivalla jaotuxella. That's just rock and roll but I like it. Synkopoitu tahti jolla mulkku jotmuilee sisään ulos vulvasta. In 2021, rock has gone quiet in a music landscape ruled by pop and hip-hop.
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 234: It had a certain nightmare quality. ... I can still recall looking down on the operation from a control tower and thinking that Fresh Kills, like Jamaica Bay, had for thousands of years been a magnificent, teeming, literally life-enhancing tidal marsh. And in just twenty-five years, it was gone, buried under millions of tons of New York City's refuse.
xxx/ellauri224.html on line 490: Syskonen satte upp en dold åtelkamera vid kyrkogården. De blev chockade av vad de fick se – en man gick fram till Linda Torellos grav och kissade på den. Detta upprepades så gott som varje dag vid 06-tiden på morgonen.
xxx/ellauri224.html on line 499: A man with an apparent 48-year grudge has been going each morning to urinate on the grave of his ex, much to the horror of her furious kids, who realized something was wrong when they discovered bags of poop left at their mom’s final resting place. “I felt like getting out and killing him,” said Michael Andrew Murphy, 43, told The Post of what it was like to catch the man he says has been desecrating the burial site of his mom, Linda Torello. Then my sis could have gone and peed, crapped and menstruated on his.
xxx/ellauri228.html on line 39: "I shall now put a few final questions to the honorable delegation from Rhohchia! Is it not true that many years ago there landed on the then dead planet of Earth a ship carrying your flag, and that, due to a refrigerator malfunction, a portion of its perishables had gone bad? Is it not true that on this ship there were two spacehands, afterwards stricken from all the registers for unconscionable double-dealing with duckweed liverwurst, and that this pair of arrant knaves, these Milky-Way ne'er-do wells, were named Lorrd and God? Is it not true that Lorrd and God decided, in their drunkenness, not to content themselves with the usual pollution of a defenseless, uninhabited planet, that their notion was to set off, in a manner vicious and vile, a biological evolution the likes of which the world had never seen before? Is it not true that both these Rhohches, with malice aforethought, malice of the greatest volume and intensity, de vised a way to make of Earth-on a truly galactic scale-a breed ing ground for freaks, a cosmic side show, a panopticum, an exhibit of grisly prodigies and curios, a display whose living specimens would one day become the butt of jokes told even in the outermost Nebulae?!
xxx/ellauri233.html on line 190: – Det finns små saker man kan göra varje dag liksom ta en chockladbit på morgonen men ingen slutgiltig lösning för att uppnå permanent lycka.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 804: They had not gone far before they saw the Mock Turtle in the distance, sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge of rock, and, as they came nearer, Alice could hear him sighing as if his heart would break. She pitied him deeply. `What is his sorrow?' she asked the Gryphon, and the Gryphon answered, very nearly in the same words as before, `It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know. Come on!'
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 761: Pride breaks itself, and too much gained is gone.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 765: Things gained are gone, but great things done endure.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1021: That was my crown, breaks, and mine heart is gone,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2490: ⁠In days forgotten and foregone;
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2700: I am severed from myself, my name is gone,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3211: Pity me, pity even me gone hence and dead,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3255: I am gone down to the empty weary house
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3275: Turn homeward and am gone out of thine eyes.
xxx/ellauri259.html on line 625: Bajset sitter fast. Förmodligen på grund av min bakgrund. Om jag hade fötts in i den finska arbetarklassen hade min rumpa varit lösare. Märta luktade dass från min andedräkt på morgonen och gav inte. Småaktig bitch! Snart måste jag gå till förlossningen och på kvällen för att äta krabbor hos Ralf, det gör en trött att tänka på det självförsörjande folket! Bajset kommer, ja nu! Vilken lättnad!
xxx/ellauri273.html on line 94: In 1951, the agrarian reform law that expropriated idle land from private hands was enacted, but in 1954, with the National Liberation Movement coup supported by the United States, most of the land that had been expropriated, was awarded back to its former landowners. Flavio Monzón was appointed mayor and in the next twenty years he became one of the largest landowners in the area. In 1964, several communities settled for decades on the shore of Polochic River claimed property titles to INTA which was created in October 1962, but the land was awarded to Monzón. A Mayan peasant from Panzós later said that Monzón "got the signatures of the elders before he went before INTA to talk about the land. When he returned, gathered the people and said that, by an INTA mistake, the land had gone to his name."
xxx/ellauri298.html on line 353: Hän muutti New Yorkiin vuonna 1939 hyväksyttyään apulaisprofessorin paikan New School of Social Researchissa. Viiden Oslo-vuotensa aikana hän oli keksinyt termin " orgone energy" - sanoista "orgasmi" ja "organismi" - elämänenergian käsitteelle. Vuonna 1940 hän alkoi rakentaa orgoniakkuja, muunneltuja Faradayn häkkejä, joiden hän väitti olevan hyödyllisiä syöpäpotilaille. Hän väitti, että hänen laboratoriosyöpähiirillä oli ollut merkittäviä positiivisia vaikutuksia Faradayn häkissä pitämisellä, joten hän rakensi ihmiskokoisia versioita, joissa voi istua sisällä. Tämä johti lehtijuttuihin "seksilaatikoista", jotka paransivat syöpää.
xxx/ellauri298.html on line 372: Kirja on kirjoitettu Peter Reichin näkökulmasta ja käsitteli hänen isänsä inhimillistä puolta, jota valtio kohteli uhkana yhteiskunnalle. Hänen merkittävin työnsä tuli 1930-luvulla, kun Reich keksi näennäisen oudolta "orgonen" käsitteen. Reich sanoi, että tämä on fyysistä energiaa, joka tapahtuu orgasmin aikana. Hän uskoi, että ilmakehä sisälsi tämän orgonienergian, kuten kaikki elävä aine. Tämän energian vangitsemiseksi hän loi niin sanotun Cloudbusterin.
xxx/ellauri312.html on line 110: – Om nedgången utvecklas till en riktig kris skulle debatten svänga. Jag tycker mig se tecken på det: att man på allvar får upp ögonen för skolans och vårdens finansiering.
xxx/ellauri312.html on line 345: Hur är du som vän? – Tolerant, lojal och och diplomatisk, ett typiskt mellanbarn. Jag har väldigt sällan konflikter med mina kompisar, utan är ganska anpassningsbar. Jag kan försörja mig och mina barn, jag lyckats få ihop livet som mamma och konstnär. Jag tycker också att Ola Söderholm, min kille, är rolig. Jag vaknar glad på morgonen och tycker det är jättekul att gå upp. Jag programleder podden En varg söker sin pod tillsammans med Caroline Ringskog Ferrada-Noli.
xxx/ellauri354.html on line 253: Sartre has said that the writer's is to cure the "sick" language that is incommunicative. Iris Murdoch, in attempting to answer what the sickness of the language really is, says it is the fact that we can no longer take language for granted as a medium of communication. "Its transparancy has gone. We are like people who for a long time looked out of a window without noticing the glass - and then one day began to notice this too. Hemingway also feals this way. Our time demands a simple prose. with an Eliot-like emphasis on semantics."
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