ellauri014.html on line 1683: How I may upward climb Kuinka jaksan nousta ylöspäin.
ellauri014.html on line 1756: Who climb and grope in vain, vaikka vasta mäessä mä kapuilen.
ellauri014.html on line 1761: How I may upward climb Kuinka jaksan nousta ylöspäin.
ellauri026.html on line 214: I had spent a summer in Greece while in college, travelling with a Greek text of the Odyssey, and I remembered in particular Odysseus’s final journey to Ithaca (the beginning of book 13; well worth revisiting as a specimen of Homeric narrative), the poetic effect of which overwhelmed me. Odysseus climbs aboard the ship and—forgive my literal translation—lies down, “in silence,”
ellauri033.html on line 1073: Emile Laure oli II maailmansodan armeijankenraali Vauclusesta, Vichy-luopio, mitäs se puuhaa Lamartinen runossa? Sori my bad, puhe on jostain toisesta Lauresta. No Vauclusessa on myös ravintola Petrarque et Laure, josta jenkkivieraat sanovat: Good food but lousy service. Koska Vauclusessa on Mont Ventoux, jolle Petrarca kipusi jollain wanderungilla: For pleasure alone he climbed Mont Ventoux, which rises to more than six thousand feet, beyond Vaucluse. It was no great feat, of course; but he was the first recorded Alpinist of modern times, the first to climb a mountain merely for the delight of looking from its top. (Or almost the first; for in a high pasture he met an old shepherd, who said that fifty years before he had attained the summit, and had got nothing from it save toil and repentance and torn clothing.) Petrarch was dazed and stirred by the view of the Alps, the mountains around Lyons, the Rhone, the Bay of Marseilles. He took Augustine´s Confessions from his pocket and reflected that his climb was merely an allegory of aspiration toward a better life. Vanha paimen oli tyytyväinen kun joku oli vielä tyhmempi kuin se, niinkuin Roope ezimässä nelikulmaisia munia.
ellauri034.html on line 543: In 1975 the Nigerian writer Chinua Achebe published an essay, "An Image of Africa: Racism in Conrad´s ´Heart of Darkness´", which provoked controversy by calling Conrad a "thoroughgoing racist". Achebe´s view was that Heart of Darkness cannot be considered a great work of art because it is "a novel which celebrates... dehumanisation, which depersonalises a portion of the human race." Referring to Conrad as a "talented, tormented man", Achebe notes that Conrad (via the protagonist, Charles Marlow) reduces and degrades Africans to "limbs", "ankles", "glistening white eyeballs", etc., while simultaneously (and fearfully) suspecting a common kinship between himself and these natives—leading Marlow to sneer the word "ugly." Achebe also cited Conrad´s description of an encounter with an African: "A certain enormous buck nigger encountered in Haiti fixed my conception of blind, furious, unreasoning rage, as manifested in the human animal to the end of my days." Achebe´s essay, a landmark in postcolonial discourse, provoked debate, and the questions it raised have been addressed in most subsequent literary criticism of Conrad.
ellauri035.html on line 157: Lying at her full; limbs ever moving a little in love,
ellauri035.html on line 466: She with young limbs as smooth as flower pollen,
ellauri039.html on line 638: kiellä katolisen kirkon matalinta limboa, kiirastulta.
ellauri048.html on line 852: They climb up into my turret Ne kiipee ylöspäin mun lahjetta
ellauri048.html on line 1824: Nor could I weary, heart or limb,
ellauri051.html on line 762: her voluptuous limbs and reach'd to her feet. laskeutuivat hänen ylellisille raajoilleen ja ulottuivat hänen jalkoihinsa.
ellauri051.html on line 809: 229 The sun falls on his crispy hair and mustache, falls on the black of his polish'd and perfect limbs. 229 Aurinko laskee hänen raikkaille hiuksilleen ja viiksilleen, putoaa hänen kiillotettujen ja täydellisten raajojensa mustille.
ellauri051.html on line 859: 277 The malform'd limbs are tied to the surgeon's table, 277 Epämuodostuneet raajat on sidottu kirurgin pöytään,
ellauri051.html on line 919: 336 A Yankee bound my own way ready for trade, my joints the limberest joints on earth and the sternest joints on earth, 336 Jenkki rajoitti minun tieni valmiina kauppaan, niveleni järeimmät nivelet maan päällä ja ankarimmat nivelet maan päällä,
ellauri051.html on line 1218: 623 On all sides prurient provokers stiffening my limbs, 623 Kaikin puolin kutisevia provosoijia, jotka jäykistävät jäseniäni,
ellauri051.html on line 1305: 706 His well-built limbs tremble with pleasure as we race around and return. 706 Hänen hyvin rakennetut raajat vapisevat ilosta, kun kiipeämme ympäriinsä ja palaamme.
ellauri051.html on line 1322: 722 Where the panther walks to and fro on a limb overhead, where the buck turns furiously at the hunter, 722 Missä pantteri kävelee raajan päällä edestakaisin, missä takki kääntyy kiivaasti metsästäjää kohti,
ellauri051.html on line 1331: 731 Scaling mountains, pulling myself cautiously up, holding on by low scragged limbs, 731 Vuorten skaalautumista, varovasti vetämällä itseäni ylös, pitäen kiinni matalista naarmuuntuneista raajoista,
ellauri051.html on line 1468: 868 The whizz of limbs, heads, stone, wood, iron, high in the air. 868 Jäsenten, päiden, kiven, puun, raudan vihellys korkealla ilmassa.
ellauri051.html on line 1650: 1042 Their brawny limbs passing safe over charr'd laths, their white foreheads whole and unhurt out of the flames; 1042 Heidän lihavat raajat kulkevat turvallisesti hiiltyneen listan yli, heidän valkoiset otsansa ehjät ja vahingoittumattomat liekeistä;
ellauri051.html on line 1921: 1305 Toss to the moaning gibberish of the dry limbs. 1305 Heitä kuivien raajojen voihkimiseen.
ellauri052.html on line 210: Climbs the building, kicks the football,
ellauri052.html on line 747: So the two men began to struggle together. They were very dissimilar. Birkin was tall and narrow, his bones were very thin and fine. Gerald was much heavier and more plastic. His bones were strong and round, his limbs were rounded, all his contours were beautifully and fully moulded. He seemed to stand with a proper, rich weight on the face of the earth, whilst Birkin seemed to have the centre of gravitation in his own middle. And Gerald had a rich, frictional kind of strength, rather mechanical, but sudden and invincible, whereas Birkin was abstract as to be almost intangible. He impinged invisibly upon the other man, scarcely seeming to touch him, like a garment, and then suddenly piercing in a tense fine grip that seemed to penetrate into the very quick of Gerald´s being.
ellauri052.html on line 751: So the two men entwined and wrestled with each other, working nearer and nearer. Both were white and clear, but Gerald flushed smart red where he was touched, and Birkin remained white and tense. He seemed to penetrate into Gerald´s more solid, more diffuse bulk, to interfuse his body through the body of the other, as if to bring it subtly into subjection, always seizing with some rapid necromantic fore-knowledge every motion of the other flesh, converting and counteracting it, playing upon the limbs and trunk of Gerald like some hard wind. It was as if Birkin´s whole physical intelligence interpenetrated into Gerald´s body, as if his fine, sublimated energy entered into the flesh of the fuller man, like some potency, casting a fine net, a prison, through the muscles into the very depths of Gerald´s physical being.
ellauri052.html on line 753: So they wrestled swiftly, rapturously, intent and mindless at last, two essential white figures working into a tighter closer oneness of struggle, with a strange, octopus-like knotting and flashing of limbs in the subdued light of the room; a tense white knot of flesh gripped in silence between the walls of old brown books. Now and again came a sharp gasp of breath, or a sound like a sigh, then the rapid thudding of movement on the thickly-carpeted floor, then the strange sound of flesh escaping under flesh. Often, in the white interlaced knot of violent living being that swayed silently, there was no head to be seen, only the swift, tight limbs, the solid white backs, the physical junction of two bodies clinched into oneness. Then would appear the gleaming, ruffled head of Gerald, as the struggle changed, then for a moment the dun-coloured, shadow- like head of the other man would lift up from the conflict, the eyes wide and dreadful and sightless.
ellauri058.html on line 714: The ancient texts describe the symptoms Herod experienced in his final days: painful intestinal problems, convulsions in every limb, intense itching, breathlessness, and gangrene of the genitalia. Josephus wrote that Herod’s final illness―sometimes called “Herod’s Evil"―was excruciating.
ellauri088.html on line 253: Jumala ei rankaise limbolla kun sitä ei ole. Isä sanoi. Jumalaa ei ole olemassa sanoi Ida. Eikä syntiä, Ida täsmensi. Eikä paratiisia, kiirastulta eikä helvettiä. Mitä helvettiä! Isänne on kusipää huutaa Vittoria (murteella) autonrämän melun ylize. Tätisi on tympeä ja ruma. Sinä et ole kuin joskus välillä.
ellauri097.html on line 221: Olli siirtyi ajasta iäisyyteen pääsiäismaanantaina. Mietityttää, jatkuuko filmi suoraan seuraavaan tuotantokauteen kuin netflixissä, vai jääkö siinä vähän luppoaikaa, odottelua kuten katolisten limbossa. Alkaako oikeudenkäynti heti ja siiitä samantien karja-autoihin, vai saako siinä vähän aikaa miettiä mitä tuli sanottua ja tehtyä? Olikohan Olli tollanen ryöväri, jolle eillispäivänä lähtenyt ristiinnaulittu lupasi: "Totisesti: jo tänään olet minun kanssani paratiisissa". Toivotaan parasta. Mutta pelätään pahinta.
ellauri107.html on line 158: “Found it!” he announces. “Opened the book and skimmed for 10 minutes and there it was. Goes like this, and you’re ideally situated to hear it: ‘A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea. If he tries to climb out into the air as inexperienced people endeavor to do, he drowns. The way is to the destructive element submit yourself, and with the exertions of your hands and feet in the water make the deep, deep sea keep you up … In the destructive element immerse.’ This has been my credo, the lifeblood of my books. I knew it was from Lord Jim but didn’t know where. All I had to do was put myself in a trance and I found it: ‘In the destructive element immerse.’ It’s what I’ve said to myself in art and, woe is me, in life too. Submit to the deeps. Let them buoy you up.”
ellauri117.html on line 245: So the two men began to struggle together. They were very dissimilar. Birkin was tall and narrow, his bones were very thin and fine. Gerald was much heavier and more plastic. His bones were strong and round, his limbs were rounded, all his contours were beautifully and fully moulded. He seemed to stand with a proper, rich weight on the face of the earth, whilst Birkin seemed to have the centre of gravitation in his own middle. And Gerald had a rich, frictional kind of strength, rather mechanical, but sudden and invincible, whereas Birkin was abstract as to be almost intangible. He impinged invisibly upon the other man, scarcely seeming to touch him, like a garment, and then suddenly piercing in a tense fine grip that seemed to penetrate into the very quick of Gerald´s being.
ellauri117.html on line 249: So the two men entwined and wrestled with each other, working nearer and nearer. Both were white and clear, but Gerald flushed smart red where he was touched, and Birkin remained white and tense. He seemed to penetrate into Gerald´s more solid, more diffuse bulk, to interfuse his body through the body of the other, as if to bring it subtly into subjection, always seizing with some rapid necromantic fore-knowledge every motion of the other flesh, converting and counteracting it, playing upon the limbs and trunk of Gerald like some hard wind. It was as if Birkin´s whole physical intelligence interpenetrated into Gerald´s body, as if his fine, sublimated energy entered into the flesh of the fuller man, like some potency, casting a fine net, a prison, through the muscles into the very depths of Gerald´s physical being.
ellauri117.html on line 251: So they wrestled swiftly, rapturously, intent and mindless at last, two essential white figures working into a tighter closer oneness of struggle, with a strange, octopus-like knotting and flashing of limbs in the subdued light of the room; a tense white knot of flesh gripped in silence between the walls of old brown books. Now and again came a sharp gasp of breath, or a sound like a sigh, then the rapid thudding of movement on the thickly-carpeted floor, then the strange sound of flesh escaping under flesh. Often, in the white interlaced knot of violent living being that swayed silently, there was no head to be seen, only the swift, tight limbs, the solid white backs, the physical junction of two bodies clinched into oneness. Then would appear the gleaming, ruffled head of Gerald, as the struggle changed, then for a moment the dun-coloured, shadow- like head of the other man would lift up from the conflict, the eyes wide and dreadful and sightless.
ellauri140.html on line 963: In hast was climbing up the Easterne hill, kuuma kärry oli tulossa itätaivaalla,
ellauri140.html on line 1045: Yet she her weary limbes would never rest, Siitä huolimatta hiän jaxoi yrittää,
ellauri142.html on line 104: When diplomats and politicians joined the organization in the mid-1600s, the stonemason lodge movement began its climb as a stealthy phenomenon. If you were politically active and wanted to connect with the power structures of the times, you would do just about anything to become a member of The Masons.
ellauri142.html on line 184: Today, you can join the Freemasons for between $150 and $500 in annual dues. You won’t be involved in too many secret missions or controversies, though. You’ll mostly network with small business owners and help a charity or two. If you’re really into it, you’ll climb the magic ladder and achieve its highest title of Master Mason. At that point, you are eligible to become a Shriner.
ellauri143.html on line 1533: Of climbing 'horse of palm' in midnight hour, I think;
ellauri143.html on line 1540: Who, vexed by love like ocean waves, climbs not the 'horse of palm'.
ellauri160.html on line 58: And would never lose heart in the tower of silent watching. Why should I climb the look out?
ellauri164.html on line 495: The book of Deuteronomy shows Moses giving several sermon-type speeches to the people, reminding them of God’s saving power and faithfulness. He gives the second reading of the Law (Deuteronomy 5) and prepares this generation of Israelites to receive the promises of God. Moses himself is prohibited from entering the land because of his sin at Meribah (Numbers 20:10-13). At the end of the book of Deuteronomy, Moses’ death is recorded (Deuteronomy 34). He climbed Mount Nebo and is allowed to look upon the Promised Land. Moses was 120 years old when he died, and the Bible records that his “eye was undimmed and his vigor unabated” (Deuteronomy 34:7). The Lord Himself buried Moses (Deuteronomy 34:5–6), and Joshua took over as leader of the people (Deuteronomy 34:9). Deuteronomy 34:10–12 says, " Since then, no prophet has risen in Israel like Moses, whom the Lord knew face to face, who did all those signs and wonders the Lord sent him to do in Egypt—to Pharaoh and to all his officials and to his whole land. For no one has ever shown the mighty power or performed the awesome deeds that Moses did in the sight of all Israel."
ellauri171.html on line 656: . . . Then he placed her on the donkey; and the man arose and went to his home. When he entered his house, he took a knife and laid hold of his concubine and cut her in twelve pieces, limb by limb, and sent her throughout the territory of Israel. All who saw it said, “Nothing like this has ever happened or been seen from the day when the sons of Israel came up from the land of Egypt to this day. Consider it, take counsel and speak up!” Judges 19:28b-30 (NASB)
ellauri171.html on line 1050: Although the readers know that God has killed two of Judah’s sons, Judah does not. This is known as dramatic irony. He suspects that Tamar is a “lethal woman,” a woman whose sexual partners are all doomed to die. So, Judah is afraid to give Tamar to his youngest son, Shelah, the inventor of Shelah quantifiers. So doing, Judah wrongs Tamar. According to Near Eastern custom, known from Middle Assyrian laws, if a man has no son over ten years old, he could perform the Levirate marriage (yibbum) obligation himself; if he does not, the woman is declared a “widow,” free to marry again. Judah, who is perhaps afraid of Tamar’s lethal character, could have set her free. But he does not—he sends her to live as “a widow” in her father’s house. Unlike other widows, she cannot remarry and must stay chaste on pain of death. She is in limbo.
ellauri182.html on line 90: After eating a delicious, hot meal that lifts her spirits, Mikage gets an idea. She hires a taxi for the long ride to Yuichi’s hotel and then climbs a balcony to present Yuichi with the same food that she had enjoyed.
ellauri182.html on line 117: As Mikage and Yuichi’s relationship develops, one of the first signs that they are drawing closer is a shared dream that they experience. In the dream, Yuichi tells Mikage that he has a desire to eat ramen, a noodle soup. Shortly after awakening from the dream, Yuichi, in real life, acknowledges his hunger. “I just woke up and I’m starving. I was thinking, hmm, maybe I’ll make some instant ramen noodles.” Instead of love, she thinks of food. It is through food, as is shown in this scene and many scenes to follow, that Mikage finds her mouth. Climbing to the balcony with her body mass was an existential feat.
ellauri182.html on line 133: Toward the climax of the story, when Mikage is climbing a hotel balcony in a daring moment of “utter desperation,” she contemplates the concept of free will. Up to this point in the story, Mikage has tended to believe in fate and in premonitions, which are beliefs that other powers are making decisions for her. She has also stated that “we have so little choice,” and that “we live like the lowliest worms.” Undergoing an existential change, Mikage finally admits to herself and the reader that human beings are ultimately free because “we’re constantly making choices. With the breaths we take every day, with the expression in our eyes, with the daily actions we do over and over, we decide.” She states that even when people think that they are being acted upon by outside forces, they are in reality choosing their situations and actions, sometimes subconsciously.
ellauri185.html on line 339: Derek Parfit (11. joulukuuta 1942 – 1. tammikuuta 2017) oli englantilainen filosofi, joka oli erikoistunut yksilön identiteetin, rationaalisuuden ja etiikan ongelmiin ja näiden välisiin yhteyksiin. Hän toimi Oxfordin yliopiston All Souls Collegen vanhempana tutkijana sekä New Yorkin, Harvardin ja Rutgersin yliopistojen vierailevana professorina. Tää on varmaan samanlainen idealistikuikka kuin se toinen joka puhui "tietoisuuden vaikeasta ongelmasta." Konstan parempi polkka. "Därek" ehti kirjoittaa julkaisemattoman nälkävuoden mittaisen kantilaisen paasauxen limbing_the_mountain.pdf">eettisestä vuorikiipeilystä (senkin läpi pitänee vielä joskus kahlata, vaikkei tee mieli paljon enempää kuin tehdä samaa Huitilanjoessa), jossa sanotaan lopussa mm.
ellauri185.html on line 827: Results: American Indians/Alaska Natives had a significantly higher and 50% or greater prevalence for 7 conditions (anotia or microtia, cleft lip, trisomy 18, encephalocele, lower, upper, and any limb deficiency). Cubans and Asians, especially Chinese and Asian Indians, had either significantly lower or similar prevalences of these defects compared with non-Hispanic Whites.
ellauri189.html on line 75: After leaving the army, he spent several years traveling through western Europe, staying some time in Paris, climbing Mont Blanc in 1818, and spending a good portion of his inherited fortune. He returned to his estate in Volhynia in 1821, where he began an ill-fated affair with a married woman and began writing. He moved to Warsaw in 1824, where he published the poetic novel Maria at his own expense in 1825, and died in poverty the next year in unclear circumstances.
ellauri194.html on line 213: Luomi päätyi Helsingin yliopistoon opiskelemaan teologiaa. Kiinnostuksen lisäksi siihen ohjasivat käytännölliset syyt. Vuosikausien pääsykoelimbo ei innostanut, ja teologiaan pääsi tiettävästi helposti.
ellauri197.html on line 178: Yeats' poem was completed in 1936. Yeats, in an oft quoted letter, describes the gift thus: "Lapis Lazuli carved by some Chinese sculptor into the semblance of a mountain with temple, trees, paths, and an ascetic and pupil about to climb the mountain. Ascetic, pupil, hard stone, eternal theme of the sensual east. The heroic cry in the midst of despair. But no, I am wrong, the east has its solutions always and therefore knows nothing of tragedy. It is we, not the east, that must raise the heroic cry." (Letter to Dorothy Wellesley (as in Wellesley College?) July 6 1935)
ellauri197.html on line 202: Those Chinamen climb towards, and I Ne kiinalaiset kiipee vuorelle,
ellauri198.html on line 572: Sailed past, nor beat his wide wing dragon-penned Pitääkö tämäkin limbo vielä niellä?
ellauri198.html on line 736: In a final "Coda" section, King urges the reader to close the book at this point, consider the story finished with a happy ending, and not venture inside the Tower with Roland. For those who do not heed the warning, the story resumes with Roland stepping into the Dark Tower. He realizes that the Tower is not really made of stone, but a kind of flesh: it is Gan's physical body. As he climbs the steps, Roland encounters various rooms containing siguls or signs of his past life. When he reaches the top of the Tower, he finds a door marked with his own name and opens it. Roland instantly realizes, to his horror, that he has reached the Tower countless times before. He is forced through the door by the hands of Gan and transported back in time to the Mohaine desert, back to where he was at the beginning of The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger, with no memories of what has just occurred. The only difference is that, this time, Roland possesses the Horn of Eld, which in the previous incarnation he had left lying on the ground after the Battle of Jericho Hill. Roland hears the voice of Gan, whispering that, if he reaches the Tower again, perhaps this time the result will be different; there may yet be rest. The series ends where it began in the first line of book one: "The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed."
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ellauri207.html on line 359: Meanwhile, Salander (Lisbet)´s sadistic guardian, Nils Bjurman, hires Zalachenko to kill Lisbeth. Bjurman himself is soon killed by Lisbet´s bro Ronald Niedermann, who with dad Zala, is lying in wait at a farm in Gåseborg to ambush Salander (Lisbet). During a brief confrontation Lisbeth is shot in the head and buried alive. She later climbs out zombie like and deals serious blows to Zala´s head and wooden leg with an axe. Their injuries are so serious they are both taken by air ambulance to a hospital where the next book picks up. But what a disappointment: Zalachenko is shot in the head in the same hospital as Lisbeth being treated for the grievous injuries he´s suffered, for having intentions to betray the Cesarean section of the Swedish secret service, el Sapo. The Swedes consider the superior intelligence he has as a Soviet defecator more important than dumb Agneta´s civil rights or those of her misfit daughter, so they have Lisbeth declared incompetent and institutionalized in order to protect him from her.
ellauri223.html on line 68: This shrewdness, however, is not necessary among the inhabitants of the City of the Sun. For with them deformity is unknown. When the women are exercised they get a clear complexion, and become strong of limb, tall and agile, and with them beauty consists in tallness and strength. Tanakka, punakka ja rivakka, täst mie piän! Therefore, if any woman dyes her face, so that it may become beautiful, or uses high-heeled boots so that she may appear tall, or garments with trains to cover her wooden shoes, she is condemned to capital punishment. But if the women should even desire them they have no facility for doing these things. For who indeed would give them this facility? Further, they assert that among us abuses of this kind arise from the leisure and sloth of women. By these means they lose their color and have pale complexions, and become feeble and small. For this reason they are without proper complexions, use high sandals, and become beautiful not from strength, but from slothful tenderness. And thus they ruin their own tempers and natures, and consequently those of their offspring. Furthermore, if at any time a man is taken captive with ardent love for a certain woman, the two are allowed to converse and joke together and to give one another garlands of flowers or leaves, and to make verses. But if the race is endangered, by no means is further union between them permitted. Her fanny must be locked in a love girdle, and his pecker lassoed and bound behind his butt. Moreover, the love born of eager desire is not known among them; only that born of friendship. LOL
ellauri238.html on line 890: And I climbed up my street, Ja mä kipusin ylös mun katua,
ellauri241.html on line 807: As were his limbs of life, from that same night. niin kuin hänen 5 raajaa elämästä, siitä samasta yöstä laskien.
ellauri241.html on line 1058: Her naked limbs among the elders green?
ellauri241.html on line 1304: Her gentle limbs, and left the youth asleep.
ellauri241.html on line 1464: And float my brittle limbs o'er polar seas?
ellauri243.html on line 177: 1. Addressing the court 2. BJ 3. Bagpiping 4. Basket lunch 5. Beej 6. Blowie 7. Blowing the love whistle 8. Bobbing for apples 9. Bone-lipping 10. Buccal onanism 11. Brentwood hello 12. Charming the snake 13. Climbing the corporate ladder 14. Cock-gobbling 15. Copping a doodle 16. Courting the gay vote 17. Drinking a slurpee 18. Dropping on it 19. Earning your keep 20. Essin’ the dee 21. Face-frosting 22. Fellatio 23. Fluting 24. French abortion 25. Gator mouth 26. Getting a facial 27. Getting a lewinsky 28. Getting a throat culture 29. Getting to the cream filling 30. Giving cone 31. Giving face 32. Giving head 33. Gobbling pork 34. Going down 35. Gumming the root 36. Punching 37. Giving Big Jim and the twins a bath 38. Giving brain 39. Giving head 40. Gum-rooting 41. Gumming the green bean 42. Head job 43. Honkin’ bobo 44. Huffing bone 45. Hummer 46. Interrogating the prisoner 47. Kneeling at the altar 48. Knob job 49. Larking 50. Laying some lip 51. Licking the lollipop 52. Making mouth music 53. Making the blind see 54. Meeting with Mr. One-Eye 55. Mouth-fucking 56. Mouth-holstering the nightstick 57. Mouth-milking 58. Mouth-to-junk resuscitation 59. Opening wide for Dr. Chunky 60. Oral sodomy 61. Peeling the banana 62. Penilingus 63. Piston job 64. Playing pan’s pipes 65. Playing the pink oboe 66. Playing the skin flute 67. Pole-smoking 68. Polishing the trailer hitch 69. Pricknicking 70. Protein milkshake 71. Receiving holy communion 72. Respecting your superiors 73. Sampling the sausage 74. Scooby-snacking 75. Secretarial duties 76. Singing to the choir 77. Skull-buggery 78. Skull-fucking 79. Slobbin’ the knob 80. Smiling at Mr. Winky 81. Smoking the pink pipe 82. Smoking pole 83. Southern France 84. Speaking into the bonophone 85. Speaking low genitals 86. Spit-shining a baseball bat 87. Spraying the tonsils 88. Sucking off 89. Sucky-ducky 90. Suck-starting the Harley 91. Swallowing the baloney pony 92. Sword-wwallowing 93. Taking one’s temp with a meat thermometer 94. Talking into the mic 95. Telling it to the judge 96. Waxing the carrot 97. Worshiping at the altar 98. Wringing it dry 99. Yaffling the yogurt cannon 100. Zipper dinner
ellauri245.html on line 153: Then I sat down and wrote The Leopard. It was my longest and most labor-intensive book so far. I did research in the Congo and Hong Kong, studied torture weapons and interviewed avalanche experts, scuba divers and rock climbers. And it was also my most brutal book.
ellauri246.html on line 892: Pustomer, joka ei välitä kenenkään korkeista lukemispisteistä. Brodsky on Climbing Fuji moderni runous.
ellauri247.html on line 95: Marking the tree with his combo (stone tomahawk) that he might know it again, he returned to hurry on his wives who were some way behind. He wanted them to come on, climb the tree, and chop out the honey. When they reached the marked tree one of the women climbed up. She called out to Narahdarn that the honey was in a split in the tree. He called back to her to put her hand in and get it out. She put her arm in, but found she could not get it out again. Narahdarn climbed up to help her, but found when he reached her that the only way to free her was to cut off her arm. This he did before she had time to realise what he was going to do, and protest. So great was the shock to her that she died instantly. Narahdarn carried down her lifeless body and commanded her sister, his other wife, to go up, chop out the arm, and get the honey. She protested, declaring the bees would have taken the honey away by now. "Not so," he said; "go at once."
ellauri247.html on line 97: Every excuse she could think of, to save herself, she made. But her excuses were in vain, and Narahdarn only became furious with her for making them, and, brandishing his boondi, drove her up the tree. She managed to get her arm in beside her sister's, but there it stuck and she could not move it. Narahdarn, who was watching her, saw what had happened and followed her up the tree. Finding he could not pull her arm out, in spite of her cries, he chopped it off, as he had done her sister's. After one shriek, as he drove his combo through her arm, she was silent. He said, "Come down, and I will chop out the bees' nest." But she did not answer him, and he saw that she too was dead. Then he was frightened, and climbed quickly down the gunnyanny tree; taking her body to the ground with him, he laid it beside her sister's, and quickly he hurried from the spot, taking no further thought of the honey. What a piece of shit.
ellauri247.html on line 114: GLOSSARY Bahloo, moon. Beeargah, hawk. Beeleer, black cockatoo. Beereeun, prickly lizard. Bibbee, woodpecker, bird. Bibbil, shiny-leaved box-tree. Bilber, a large kind of rat. Bindeah, a prickle or small thorn. Birrahlee, baby. Birrableegul, children. Birrahgnooloo, woman's name, meaning "face like a tomahawk handle." Boobootella, the big bunch of feathers at the back of an emu. Boolooral, an owl. Boomerang, a curved weapon used in hunting and in warfare by the blacks; called Burren by the Narran blacks. Borah, a large gathering of blacks where the boys are initiated into the mysteries which make them young men. Bou-gou-doo-gahdah, the rain bird. Bouyou, legs. Bowrah or Bohrah, kangaroo. Bralgahs, native companion, bird. Bubberah, boomerang that returns and bumps you in the back of your head. Buckandee, native cat. Buggoo, flying squirrel. Bulgahnunnoo, bark-backed. Bunbundoolooey, brown flock pigeon. Bunnyyarl, flies. Byamee, man's name, meaning "big man." Bwana, African sir. Capparis, caper. Combi, bag made of kangaroo skins. Comfy, foldable plastic pillow. Cookooburrah, laughing jackass. Coorigil, name of place, meaning sign of bees. Corrobboree, black fellows' dance. Cunnembeillee, woman's name, meaning pig-weed root. Curree guin guin, butcher-bird. Daen, black fellows. Dardurr, bark, humpy or shed. Dayah minyah, carpet snake (vällykäärme). Deegeenboyah, soldier-bird. Decreeree, willy wagtail. Dinewan, emu. Dingo, native dog. Doonburr, a grass seed. Doongara, lightning. Dummerh, 2nd rate pigeons. Dungle, water hole. Dunnia, wattle. Eär moonan, long sharp teeth. Effendi, Turkish sir. Euloo marah, large tree grubs. Edible. In fact yummy. Euloo wirree, rainbow. Gayandy, borah devil. Galah or Gilah, a French grey and rose-coloured cockatoo. Gidgereegah, a species of small parrot. Gooeea, warriors. Googarh, iguana. Googoolguyyah, run into trees. Googoorewon, place of trees. Goolahwilleel, absolutely top-knot pigeon. Gooloo, magpie. Goomade, red stamp. Goomai, water rat. Goomblegubbon, bastard or just plain turkey. Goomillah, young girl's dress, consisting of waist strings made of opossum's sinews with strands of woven opossum's hair hanging about a foot square in front. Yummy. Goonur, kangaroo rat. Goug gour gahgah, laughing-jackass. Literal meaning, "Take a stick of bamboo and boil it in the water." Grooee, handsome foliaged tree bearing a plum-like fruit, tart and bitter, but much liked by the blacks. Guinary, light eagle hawk. Guineboo, robin redbreast. Gurraymy, borah devil. Gwai, red. Gwaibillah, star. Kurreah, an alligator. Mahthi, dog. Maimah, stones. Maira, paddy melon. Massa, American sir. May or Mayr, wind. Mayrah, spring wind. Meainei, girls. Midjee, a species of acacia. Millair, species of kangaroo rat. Moodai, opossum. Moogaray, hailstones. Mooninguggahgul, mosquito-calling bird. Moonoon, emu spear. Mooregoo, motoke. Mooroonumildah, having no eyes. Morilla or Moorillah, pebbly ridges. Mubboo, beefwood-tree. Mullyan, eagle hawk. Mullyangah, the morning star. Murgah muggui, big grey spider. Murrawondah, climbing rat. Narahdarn, bat. Noongahburrah, tribe of blacks on the Narran. Nullah nullah, a club or heavy-headed weapon. Nurroo gay gay, dreadful pain. Nyunnoo or Nunnoo, a grass humpy. Ooboon, blue-tongued lizard. Oolah, red prickly lizard. Oongnairwah, black driver. Ouyan, curlew. Piggiebillah, ant-eater. One of the Echidna, a marsupial. Quarrian, a kind of parrot. Quatha, quandong; a red fruit like a round red plum. Sahib, Indian sir. Senhor, Brazilian sir. U e hu, rain, only so called in song. Waligoo, to hide. Wahroogah, children. Wahn, crow. Walla Walla, place of many waters. Wallah, I swear to God. Wallah, Indian that carries out a manual task. Waywah, worn by men, consisting of a waistband made of opossum's sinews with bunches of strips of paddy melon skins hanging from it. Wayambeh, turtle. Weeoombeen, a small bird, girl's name. Some thing like robin redbreast, only with longer tail and not so red a breast. Willgoo willgoo, pointed stick with feathers on top. Widya nurrah, a wooden battle-axe shaped weapon. Wirree, small piece of bark, canoe-shaped. Wirreenun, priest or doctor. Womba, mad. Wondah, spirit or ghost. Wurranunnah, wild bees. Wurranunnah, tame bees. Wurrawilberoo, whirlwind with a devil in it; also clouds of Magellan. Yaraan, white gum-tree. Yhi, the sun. Yuckay, oh dear!
ellauri262.html on line 445: Consequently, a member of the human species may not necessarily fit the definition of "person" and thereby not receive all the rights bestowed to a person. Hence, such philosophers have engaged in arguing that certain disabled individuals (such as those with a mental capacity that is similar to or is perceived as being similar to an infant) are not persons. This philosophy is also supposedly open to the idea that such non-human persons as machines, animals, and extraterrestrial intelligences may be entitled to certain rights currently granted only to humans. The basic criteria for the entitlement of rights, are the intellect (thinking ability, problem solving in real life circumstances and not mere calculation), and sometimes empathy (but not necessarily, because not all humans are empathetic; but indifference in the pain of others and crime are certainly criteria for the deprivation of rights. Genuine empathy is not required to achieve acceptable behavior, but a digital limbic system and a dopaminergic pathways alternative, would deliver a more acceptable result for future MPs judging on rights expansion.). Personism may have views in common with transhumanism.
ellauri264.html on line 120: In 2011, Gionet worked for Capitol Records for a short time, before pursuing his own career in rap music with a "wild, redneck, kick-ass" persona. He kept his nickname Baked Alaska as a stage name. His rap songs used a satirical tone and traded on his Alaskan roots, with titles like "I Live on Glaciers" or "I Climb Mountains". In 2013, the Anchorage Daily News published a profile of Baked Alaska, describing him as a "comedy/music video artist". Gionet also posted many humorous videos on Vine where he became known as a prankster, achieving some online popularity. A video of him pouring a gallon of milk on his face attracted several millions of views. He called himself at the time a "cross between Weird Al, Lonely Island, Borat and Jackass".
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ellauri276.html on line 811: And, as the unknowing ploughman climbs Ja kun tietämätön auramies kiipeää
ellauri277.html on line 202: And when you have reached the mountaintop, then you shall begin to climb down.
ellauri277.html on line 203: And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance like a skeleton on a tin roof.
ellauri300.html on line 537: And as the flames climbed high into the night
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.
ellauri317.html on line 91: Троянців насадивши повні, And filling them with muscle limber munapussit peräpainona
ellauri333.html on line 250: But despite his gifts of flying and great physical stamina, Hanuman seems to harbour many childhood anxieties and a deep sense of insecurity as a son alienated from his father. He remains celibate and content to follow his band of simian brothers into the forests. It is his mentors Angad, Jamvant and ultimately Ram who restore his self-esteem and awaken him to his real powers. Tulsidas’ Ramcharit Manas portrays Hanuman as a gentle giant who rose to be a reliable, selfless and humble devotee and ally to his lord. He risks life and limb to cross the seas to Sri Lanka to bring Ram news of his wife being held captive there. As the battle rages in Lanka, he helps fetch a magic herb from the Himalayas to save the life of Lakshmana, and curls up with embarrassment when praised. Aggression is thus excised from the image by Tulsidas to focus on a Bhakt’s principled defence of the just cause and during that course, demolishing a predatory beast.
ellauri351.html on line 178: Olen antanut mitä suurimman osoituksen tämän hienon kirjan monista rikkauksista. Minulle jäi vain yksi palapeli. Britton kertoo paljon Darwin-miehestä tässä kirjassa, mutta hyvin vähän darwinismin vaikutuksista psykoanalyysiin. Yhdessä vaiheessa hän valittaa, että Darwinin evoluutioteorian radikalismi on tuskin läpäissyt koulutettuja mielipiteitä. Luulen, että hän on väärässä tässä, mutta entä darwinilaiset psykoanalyysimallit: Bowlbyn, ennen kaikkea, mutta myös nykyaikaisempi versio kiintymysteoriasta, jonka tässä maassa julkaisivat Peter Fonagy, Anthony Bateman ja Mary Target sekä Yhdysvalloissa sellaiset henkilöt. kuin Allan Schore? Neuropsykoanalyysi on täysin darwinistinen näkökulma. Olisi hyvä saada Brittonin mielipide näistä malleista, ei vähiten siksi, että ne kiinnostavat niin monia hänen kiinnostuksen kohteitaan. Sama ajatus minulla oli neurotieteistä, Brittonin arvostaman alan suhteen. Neurotiede käyttää aivojen rakenteita tarkastellessaan täysin darwinistista viitekehystä: tyvihermot, jotka muodostavat matelijakompleksin, kehittyivät ensimmäisinä; myöhemmin tuli limbinen järjestelmä, useimpien emotionaalisten reaktioiden istuin; lopulta kehittyi neokortex, josta me ihmiset saamme niin monia kognitiivisia etujamme. Nämä rakenteet, joita löytyy myös muista kuin ihmiseläimistä eri suhteissa, muodostavat nyt perustan suurelle osalle neurotieteellistä teoriaa. Eikö psykoanalyysillä ole heistä mitään sanottavaa? Exnää ole just noi se, minä ja superminä?
ellauri352.html on line 163: Sen lisäksi, että hän on kirjoittanut suuren kirjan "Descartes' Error", joka muutti ihmisten käsityksen nähdä "järjen ja tunteen" risteys, jossa hän opinnoissaan "lyö vetoa", että limbinen järjestelmä (aivojen osa, joka hallitsee tunteita) ja perustoiminnot) ja neokortex (osa järkeä) liittyvät toisiinsa, koska ne toimivat aina yhdessä. Hänen ikonisin lause kirjassa on: "jokainen rationaalinen ilmaisu perustuu tunteisiin". Tollasia dagot ovat, tunneihmisiä. Vetävät fadoja kapakassa vedet silmissä. Sitäpaizi höh, Descartes erotti sielun ruumiista, ei sielua ja henkeä kuten Klages ja muut nazit albumissa 345.
ellauri352.html on line 614: Presidentti Abe Lincoln joka ammuttiin teatteriin hypelöi siinä poikavainajaansa kyrptassa. Aika morbidia. Bardo on Dalai Laman limbo. Kumma ettei kukaan verrannut tätä Divina Comediaan.
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ellauri392.html on line 318: As the moon climbs Kuin nousee kuu
ellauri392.html on line 327: As the moon climbs Kuin nousee kuu
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 684: Tormented by his guilty conscience, Dimmesdale goes to the square where Hester was punished years earlier. Climbing the scaffold in the dead of night, he admits his guilt but cannot find the courage to do so publicly in the light of day. Hester, shocked by Dimmesdale´s deterioration, decides to obtain a release from her vow of silence to her husband.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 686: Several days later, Hester meets Dimmesdale in the forest and tells him of her husband and his desire for revenge. She convinces Dimmesdale to leave Boston in secret on a ship to Europe where they can start life anew. Inspired by this plan, the minister seems to gain new energy. On Election Day, Dimmesdale gives one of his most inspired sermons. But as the procession leaves the church, Dimmesdale climbs upon the scaffold and confesses his sin, dying in Hester´s arms. Later, most witnesses swear that they saw a stigma in the form of a scarlet "A" upon his chest, although some deny this statement. Chillingworth, losing his will for revenge, dies shortly thereafter and leaves Pearl a substantial inheritance.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 964: Kyl nää on aivan alta lipan nää Poen kauhut. Täysin limboa playboylehtikamaa. Jos niissä on jotain viisasta niin se menee yli hilseen niin että tukka heilahtaa. Tai sitne on vaan liian kammottavia minulle. Menen sohvan taaxe piiloon ja haukun sen alta kuin Sammeli. Mä en siedä hienoja viisauxia, kun mulle tulee niistä mieleen visaneuvos Koulupää. Ehkä mä en niitä edes tunnista. Mulle maistuu tälläset lattapäisemmät, joissa seikkailee alhaisemmat eläimet.
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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/ellauri120.html on line 235: Tormented by his guilty conscience, Dimmesdale goes to the square where Hester was punished years earlier. Climbing the scaffold in the dead of night, he admits his guilt but cannot find the courage to do so publicly in the light of day. Hester, shocked by Dimmesdale's deterioration, decides to obtain a release from her vow of silence to her husband.
xxx/ellauri120.html on line 237: Several days later, Hester meets Dimmesdale in the forest and tells him of her husband and his desire for revenge. She convinces Dimmesdale to leave Boston in secret on a ship to Europe where they can start life anew. Inspired by this plan, the minister seems to gain new energy. On Election Day, Dimmesdale gives one of his most inspired sermons. But as the procession leaves the church, Dimmesdale climbs upon the scaffold and confesses his sin, dying in Hester's arms. Later, most witnesses swear that they saw a stigma in the form of a scarlet "A" upon his chest, although some deny this statement. Chillingworth, losing his will for revenge, dies shortly thereafter and leaves Pearl a substantial inheritance.
xxx/ellauri121.html on line 313: Peg was particularly happy that he achieved the kind of swift exit she wanted and avoided the decline into further dementia that she feared. He had a lovely last few weeks locked up on Peg's boat before being taken to the shot. He was an avid birdwatcher like Antti Arjava. Peg's antics wagging her tail out on a limb were a serene joy to watch.
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 549: bestial uses that grand limb, that formidable member, which we
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 738: Tonya Maxene Harding (born November 12, 1970) is an American former figure skater, retired boxer and a reality television personality. Born in Portland, Oregon, Harding was raised primarily by her mother, who enrolled her in ice skating lessons beginning at three years old. Harding spent much of her early life training, eventually dropping out of high school to devote her time to the sport. After climbing the ranks in the U.S. Figure Skating Championships between 1986 and 1989, Harding won the 1989 Skate America competition. She became the 1991 and 1994 U.S. champion and 1991 World silver medalist. In 1991, she earned the distinction of becoming the first American woman to successfully land a triple Axel in competition - and the second woman to do so in history (behind Midori Ito). Harding is a two-time Olympian and a two-time Skate America Champion.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 637: Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; alkaa tehdä mieli, ja jotain sillinmakusta.
xxx/ellauri157.html on line 60: It isn't for the moment you are struck that you need courage, but for that long uphill climb back to sanity and faith and financial security. Only in growth, reform, and change, paradoxically enough, is true financial security to be found.
xxx/ellauri157.html on line 540: We can climb so high
xxx/ellauri157.html on line 557: We can climb so high
xxx/ellauri166.html on line 310: We are all international activists—the yeshivah student struggling for clarity in an abstruse Talmudic passage, the storeowner who refuses to sell faulty merchandise, the little girl joyfully lighting her candle before Shabbat, the hiker who reaches the top of her climb and breathlessly recites a blessing to the Creator for the magnificent view, the young father who has just now started wrapping tefillin every morning, the subway commuter who lent the guy next to him a shoulder to sleep upon, and the simple Jew who checks for a kosher symbol on the package before making a purchase. Our destiny is tied to the destiny of those books, that merchandise, that time of the week, that mountain, that morning rush, that neighbor and that train, and the food in that package. We cannot live without them, and their redemption cannot come without us. We are all sanitation workers.
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 725: Evolution Confirms Our Favorite Pastime . . . I ran across an article last night whose title made me laugh: Early Humans Climbed Trees: ‘Selam’ Fossil Settles Longstanding Australopithecus Debate. Uhhhh, 21st Century humans also climb trees. I don’t need some scientists to tell me that climbing trees have been a long-standing human pastime.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 648: Hemingway makes explicit here the themes of irony and pity: the irony of Kake's situation (he is a kind of superman who nevertheless can't perform the most basic of manly activities, namely fucking) as well as the pity "we" (who have our penises in working order) feel for him. The writer does so in an extended section, rich with dialogue, that is meant to be funny but has not dated well. The joking between Kake and Bill, over breakfast and later at lunch, is certainly believable as such, but it's difficult for a contemporary audience to follow, because the references to Frankie Fritsch and so forth have grown obscure with the passage of time. (The reference to Bryan's death tells us exactly when these scenes are occurring: 1925.) Do note, however, that Kake's physical condition is alluded to — and quickly backed away from. ("I'd a hell of a lot rather not talk about it" could be the motto of Kake's stoic take on the world, while Hemingway's would be "I want to talk about it all the time".) The writer has established, however, that Kake's condition is not simple impotence (rather it is loss of limb, or shortening of the joystick) and that it was caused by an accident.
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 804: The wo/man’s spiral (sorry, spinal) cord will rupture at the point where it enters the skull, electrochemical discharges will send his/her limbs flailing in a grotesque dance, eyes and tongues will start from the facial apertures under the assault of the rope and his/her bowels and bladder may simultaneously void themselves to soil the legs and drip onto the floor.
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 245: Possibly my favourite Raymond Briggs book, along with most of the others, this one tells the story of a girl who wakes up one morning to find a polar bear has climbed into her bedroom. It’s big, it smells, it has claws. They spend the day together. Have domestic adventures. Make messes. And then, at the end, the Bear goes away, swimming back to the North, leaving the girl pregnant with a cub.
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 507: Standing more than 88 metres high, the Great Buddha at Ling Shan is a bronze Amitabha Buddha. It was completed at the end of 1996, weight over 700 tons and is reached by climbing 99 steps.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 205: Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Tai kiivetä hänen polvilleen kadehdittu suudelma jakaa.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 260: To the limbs that glitter, the feet that scare kimaltaviin jäseniin, pakenevaa bambia
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 581: With laughter and swift limbs and prosperous looks;
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 811: Mow down the strength and life within their limbs,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1032: And my limbs yearn with pity of thee, and love
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1406: Higher than these meaner mouths and limbs, that feed,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1561: Who turns the large limbs to a little flame
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1738: Through all his limbs, and launched a double dart.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1768: Sharp rang the dead limbs of Eurytion.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1780: Crushing charred limbs and molten arms of men;
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1787: Break, all the hard thews of his heaving limbs
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1794: Clear eyes, and springing muscle and shortening limb—
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1883: Thy divine swift limbs and golden
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1902: Hid the limbs of Iamus,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2695: For all the little likeness of thy limbs,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2776: His limbs divide, and as thawed snow the flesh
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2862: For the flesh of my body is molten, the limbs of it molten as lead.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3091: In thy limbs at the last;
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3108: Thy limbs to the leaf,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3182: Dissundering them, devour me; for these limbs
xxx/ellauri292.html on line 115: One day he said he would go to Jerusalem to see the Garden of Gethsemane and the hill of the skull that is called Golgotha. But Shaitan (Satan) planned to stop Tekla Haymanot going on his journey to the Holy Land, and he cut the rope which led from the rock to the ground just as Tekla Haymanot started to climb down. Then God gave Tekla Haymanot six wings and he flew down to the valley below... and from that day onwards Teklahaimanot would fly back and forth to Jerusalem above the clouds like an aeroplane. No, more like a bird. Like Super Tekla.
xxx/ellauri385.html on line 114: trans. naurettavia, huonosti tehtyjä vaatteita ◆ Millainen lapserdak sinulla on päälläsi ? ◆ Mooses katsoi meitä jokaista vuorotellen, unohtamatta siemailla mukistaan. Oli täysin mahdotonta ymmärtää kuka hän oli ja mitä hän teki täällä. Ja miksi hänellä on yllään tämä pirteä takki ? Arkady ja Boris Strugatski, "Hotel 'At the Dead Climber' ".
xxx/ellauri394.html on line 234: By the end of that summer, the Honolulu Star-Bulletin reported that she was too frail to hold her birthday reception for the public, an annual tradition dating back to the days of the monarchy. As one of her last public appearances in September, she officially became a member of the American Red Cross. Following several months of deteriorating health that left her without the use of her lower limbs, as well as a diminished mental capacity rendering her incapable of recognizing her own house, her inner circle of friends and caregivers sat vigil for the last two weeks of her life knowing the end was near. In accordance with Hawaiian tradition, the royal kāhili fanned her as she lay in bed. On the morning of November 11, Liliʻuokalani died at the age of seventy-nine at her residence at Washington Place. Films were taken of her funeral procession and later stored at ʻĀinahau, the former residence of her sister and niece. A fire on August 1, 1921, destroyed the home and all its contents, including the footage of the Queen´s funeral. So much for that.
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