ellauri051.html on line 854: 272 The farmer stops by the bars as he walks on a First-day loafe and looks at the oats and rye, 272 Maanviljelijä pysähtyy tankojen luokse kävellessään ensimmäisen päivän leipää ja katselee kauraa ja ruista,
ellauri051.html on line 875: 293 The young sister holds out the skein while the elder sister winds it off in a ball, and stops now and then for the knots, 293 Nuori sisar ojentaa vyyhtiä, kun taas vanhempi sisar kiertää sen irti palloksi ja pysähtyy silloin tällöin solmua varten,
ellauri051.html on line 1733: 1123 Each who passes is consider'd, each who stops is consider'd, not a single one can it fail. 1123 Jokaista ohittajaa harkitaan, jokaista pysähtyvää harkitaan, ei yksikään voi epäonnistua.
ellauri069.html on line 357: Slothrop stops looking for the truth about Jamf.

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ellauri077.html on line 584: And you love me till my heart stops
ellauri089.html on line 205: Dave Langford reviewed Job: A Comedy of Justice for White Dwarf #61, and stated that "When blasphemy stops being witty and shocking, it tends to become pointless, like graffiti scrawled on church wall. I didn't dislike this one, but . . . wait for the paperback, eh?"
ellauri096.html on line 63: Prior knowledge of an action seems incompatible with it being a free action. If I know that you will take a shit tomorrow, then you will take a shit tomorrow (because knowledge implies truth). But that means you will take a shit even if you resolve not to. After all, given that you will shit, nothing can stop you from shitting. So if I know that you will take a shit tomorrow, you are not free to do otherwise. Conversely if you're free to shit or constipate, I can't know which it's going to be. My solution is that you are free to do one or the other, nothing stops you, but knowing you I know for a fact that you will want to shit. You are not free to want what you want. You are an ape, for Cod's sake.
ellauri140.html on line 54: Book II is centred on the virtue of Temperance as embodied in Sir Guyon, who is tempted by the fleeing Archipelago into nearly attacking the Redcrosse Knight. Guyon discovers a woman killing herself out of grief for having her lover tempted and bewitched by the witch Acrasia and killed. Guyon swears a vow to avenge them and protect their child. Guyon on his quest starts and stops fighting several evil, rash, or tricked knights and meets Arthur. Finally, they come to Acrasia's Island and the Bower of Bliss, where Guyon resists temptations to violence, idleness, and lust. Guyon captures Acrasia in a net, destroys the Bower, and rescues those imprisoned there.
ellauri153.html on line 843: Voiceless stops > Voiced stops
ellauri182.html on line 342: phonological system. These are the voiced stops, the affricates, some of the
ellauri182.html on line 343: sibilants, and a [w]. All stops are unvoiced in Icelandic, and the same goes
ellauri182.html on line 344: for the anglicisms. The stops [p,t,k] and [b,d,g] are kept apart by
ellauri182.html on line 345: aspiration. It is also worth mentioning that stops are palatalized when
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!
ellauri217.html on line 44: There is no one way of having vaginal sex. However, before you insert the penis into the vagina, make sure that the penis is erect and the vagina is well lubricated. Use your hands to insert the penis into the vagina slowly. Adjust your position so that the penis moves in deeper. Pull out the penis halfway, and then insert it again. Repeat with increasing tempo until the automatic bilge pump starts to operate and the little tadpoles begin squirting out (or rather, in). Keep the shaft maximum deep in till the pumping stops. Make sure that both you and your partner are comfortable.
ellauri226.html on line 268: bus and travel. No it wasn’t four or five stops but it was four or five blocks to this Catholic grammar school I went to.
ellauri240.html on line 84: A truly astonishing and original work of fiction indeed. It is a story of one man, a writer, who is born, who grows, who loves, who stops loving; who eats, sleeps, smokes, lies, boozes, cheats, regrets, has sex, has dreams, and lives. In short yet intimately detailed chapters, each covering a single aspect of his life from youth through old age, we get to know this person fully through the small yet telling incidents that make him who he is. He remembers the butt of a cigarette, the feel of his army uniform, the taste of a lover, the strange and unexpected touch of a college professor’s hand, and so many more small experiences that can never be shaken off more than a recalcitrant band-aid.
ellauri263.html on line 752: A lot of it just comes down to practice, she says. Non-monogamous people just spend more time processing their feelings of jealousy and have more practice with dealing with it. With enough practice, it stops being so big and overwhelming. And, perhaps in time, compersion can appear in its place instead.
ellauri264.html on line 97: Cayden decides to find his organs and helps a prostitute at a truck stop that is assaulted by two men. Then he steals the motorcycle of one of the men and later he stops at a bar where he meets the weird Wild Joe. The stranger identifies that Cayden is a wolf and gives the direction to Lupine Ridge. Soon Cayden learns that John is his uncle and his mother was raped by the local leader Connor. He also finds that he is a pure town wolf together with John, Angeline, Gail and two other inhabitants.
ellauri270.html on line 335: Just as Mr. Summers stops chanting in order to start the lottery, Mrs. Tessie Hutchinson arrives in the square. She tells Mrs. Delacroix that she “clean forgot what day it was.” She says she realized it was the 27th and came running to the square. She dries her hands on her apron. Mrs. Delacroix reassures her that Mr. Summers and the others are still talking and she hasn’t missed anything.
ellauri302.html on line 369: Yekel, in the same hoarse voice, as he paces about the room. It's all the same to me now. My soul is given over to the devil. Nothing will help. It's no use. God won't have it... (He stops before the window and peers through an interstice of the shutter.)
ellauri302.html on line 379: It's all the same to me now...The devil got her, too. No more daughter... No more Holy Scroll... Into the brothel with everything... Back to the brothel... God won't have it... (Long pause. Beizel appears at the door, thrusting in her head. Steals into the room and stops near the entrance. Yekel notices her, and stares at her vacantly.)
ellauri302.html on line 428: Fie! You're out of your head altogether. True, a misfortune has befallen you. May Heaven watch over aU of us. Well? What? Misfortunes happen to plenty of folks. The Lord sends aid and things turn out all right. The important point is to keep your mouth shut. Hear nothing. See nothing. Just wash your hands clean of it and forget it. (To Reizel.) Be careful what you say. Don't let it travel any further, God forbid. Do you hear? (Turns to Yekel, who is staring vacantly into space.) I had a talk with... (Looks around to see whether Reizel is still present. Seeing her, he stops. After a pause he begins anew, more softly, looking at Reizel as a hint for her to leave.) With er, er... (Casts a significant glance at Reizel, who at last understands, and leaves.) I had a talk with the groom's father. I spoke to him between the afternoon and evening prayers, at the synagogue. He's almost ready to talk business. Of course I gave him to understand that the bride doesn't boast a very high pedigree, but I guess another hundred roubles will fix that up, all right. Nowadays, pedigrees don't count as much as they used to. With God's help I'll surely be here this Sabbath, with the groom's father. We'll go down to the Dayon and have him examine the young man in his religious studies... But nobody must get wind of this tale. It might spoil everything. The father comes of a fine family and the son carries a smart head on his shoulders. There, there. Calm yourself. Trust in the Lord and everything will turn out for the best. With God's help I am going home to prepare for the morning prayer. And as soon as the girl returns, notify me. Remember, now. (About to go.)
ellauri313.html on line 178: Πολύ κακό βιβλίο. Χάσιμο χρόνου. The descriptions of sidewalks, meadows, walls and courtyards, just made me skip whole pages. That's it for the Swedes. I hope in the future books Annika stops whining and crying, but I have no intention of finding out.
ellauri332.html on line 432: In 17th-century Salem, Hester Prynne must wear a scarlet A because she is an adulteress, with a child out of wedlock. For seven years, she has refused to name the father. A vigorous older stranger arrives, recognized by Hester but unknown to others as her missing husband. He poses as Chillingworth, a doctor, watching Hester and searching out the identity of her lover. His eye soon rests on Dimmesdale, a young overwrought pastor. Enmity grows between the two men; Chillingworth applies psychological pressure, and the pastor begins to crack. A ship stops in Salem, and Hester sees it as a providential refuge for her daughter, herself, and her lover. But will Dimmesdale flee with her? Or without perhaps?
ellauri340.html on line 569: Peter Handke, winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature, niftily stops just short of outright denials of the Serb genocide of Bosnia’s Muslims. And the Israelis on the Gaza strip!
xxx/ellauri059.html on line 372: The Duke doesn’t know how to deal with it but Basanio, successful in his suit, recruits his clever fiancé Portia, who is schooled in matters of law, to appear as a judge, disguised as a man. The trial takes place and Portia grants Shylock the pound of flesh, and counsels him to show mercy. Shylock takes out his knife to cut the flesh from the area close to Antonio’s heart and she stops him and tells him that it is against the law for anyone to shed a drop of Christian blood.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 426: Another huge problem because it erects barriers to poor people starting a business is undue govt licensing training requirements to open all kinds of businesses. A high license fee is simply a barrier that stops people from doing it, and there are examples such as hair braiding requiring exorbitant fees and training. Probably big salons got the City Council to create a bs license to keep out competition. Million dollar medallion fees to the city just to run 1 taxi is another example, and rideshare tried to get around that expense and has allowed many people a 2nd income to build upon. And a 3rd and so on, work 24/7 in fact to survive. For minimum wage is a BARRIER.
xxx/ellauri114.html on line 365: We always spent a day in Petra, as well. We traveled south from Amman down the eastern side of the Dead Sea, through ancient Moab and into Edom. As we journeyed south we soon found ourselves in desert country, but it’s still far from being a wasteland. The highway was wide and well maintained, with light to moderate traffic in both directions, and we passed through several villages with pleasant rest stops before reaching Petra.
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 348: Biden tuli maanantaina Camp Davidista Valkoiseen taloon välittääkseen yksiselitteisen viestin: Yhdysvaltain joukot lähtevät Afganistanista eivätkä enää palaa sinne. The buck stops here. Tämänkin erän voittivat itixet, kuten Korean ja Vietnamin.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 220: Here, Ippolit stops and kind of freaks out from embarrassment a little bit. Everyone tries to get him to stop reading, but no, he goes on throughout the final sections of the chapter:
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 1213: He stops at Sonya's place on the way and she gives him a crucifix. At the bureau he learns of Svidrigailov's suicide, and almost changes his mind, even leaving the building. But he sees Sonya, who has followed him, looking at him in despair, and he returns to make a full and frank confession of the murders. What the fuck.
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 434: Arguably the strongest moment: when he is at absolute rock bottom, right before his suicide, Judas breaks into a reprise of Mary's "I Don't Know How to Love Him." When Mary sings it, it's implicitly about romantic love. And while Judas's version stops before "And I've had so many men before," it concludes with the anguished cry, "Does he love me, too? Does he care for me?"
xxx/ellauri195.html on line 314: Educating a beautiful woman is like pouring honey into a fine Swiss watch: everything stops. Kurt Vonnegut
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 369: But then Bloom stops. He moves away from memory as though it might devour him. Bloom has confessed that during a serious midlife crisis, he underwent Freudian therapy for a year and a half and found it to be a dismal failure. The analyst thought Bloom was using their sessions as a performance venue. Although Bloom writes sneeringly while recounting this, it is one of the more startling revelations we learn about him. Selvä pyy, kaveri on (oli) narsisti.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 374: Recently, chanting Walt Whitman to himself at night—he describes Whitman as “our repressed voice,” a loosener and liberator whose fearlessness embraces every living moment—Bloom brought forth an almost feverish recollection from over 70 years ago. There was a young lady of 17 with lustrous long red hair. They were students at Cornell and took long walks together, picking apples that she would transform into a delicious applejack. And then, as with his mother, Bloom stops. We learn nothing else about the girl, what transpired, did he score, or what this memory meant to him on this restless night. He has already moved on, to his infatuation with Proust’s “privileged moments” and “sudden ecstasies of revelation,” which bring back to Bloom his dead parents whom he misses dearly.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 592: Scene by scene construction. It’s not one long narrative that never ends. Not usually, not any more. Instead, the story stops, starts again somewhere else, stops, starts again. These scenes are like chapter breaks, except more frequent. This is all copied from movies. How sad.
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