ellauri028.html on line 753: Helen looks up and says, "Bob, what's different? It's hanging down today, it was hanging down yesterday, it'll be hanging down again tomorrow."
ellauri042.html on line 917: Look, and tomorrow late, tell me, Kazo sinäkin, ja kerro mulle huomenillalla,
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.
ellauri096.html on line 67: In response to the apparent conflict between freedom and foreknowledge, medieval philosophers denied that future contingent propositions have a truth-value. That´s silly. They took themselves to be extending a solution Aristotle discusses in De Interpretatione to the problem of logical fatalism. According to this truth-value gap approach, ‘You will take a dump tomorrow’ is not true now. The prediction will become true tomorrow. A morally serious theist can agree with the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam:
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.
ellauri118.html on line 530: "I've got a worm to catch tomorrow." (I gotta start early)
ellauri150.html on line 771: P.P.P.S. The MTV Music awards are starting now. I'm recording it and will probably watch it tomorrow.
ellauri156.html on line 114: 15 Now a day before Saul's coming, the LORD had revealed this to Samuel saying, 16 “About this time tomorrow I will send you a man from the land of Benjamin, and you shall anoint him to be prince over My people Israel; and he will deliver My people from the hand of the Philistines. For I have regarded My people, because their cry has come to Me” (1 Samuel 9:15-16).
ellauri171.html on line 764: ‘Then Jehu wrote them a second letter, saying “If you are on my side, and if you are ready to obey me, take the heads of your master’s sons and come to me at Jezreel tomorrow at this time.”
ellauri236.html on line 465: “They’ll take all the furniture away tomorrow unless you pay the third installment. So what shall I have to sit on?” Fenner looked startled. “They’re not taking that away as well, are they?” Fenner is full of wisecracks, a funny guy. Paula is forever the joke of his butt.
ellauri243.html on line 642: That´s one reason most incredibly successful people set a goal, and then focus all their attention on the creating and following a process designed to achieve that goal. The goal still exists, but their real focus is on what they do today. And making sure that do it again tomorrow. Because consistency matters: What you do every day is who you are. Like take a shit. And who you will become. A piece of shit.
ellauri302.html on line 446: Yekel: No use... The devil has won her. She'll be drawn to it. Once she has made a beginning... she'll not stop... If not today, tomorrow. The devil has won her soul. I know. Yes, I know only too well.
ellauri383.html on line 457: “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
ellauri399.html on line 212: The fellowship’s magazine, Marching the Penguin, tells the rest of the story. On March 6, Paramhansa told his disciples laughingly, “I have a big day tomorrow. Wish me luck.” The next day he attended a banquet at Los Angeles’ Biltmore Hotel for the new Indian ambassador, Binay Ranjan Sen, and his beautiful wife. *Seated with legs wide apart: Mme. Binay Ranjan Sen, wife of the Indian Ambassador, with a transsexual looking guru touching her private parts in a respectful Hindu way (the pronam.)" After eating modestly (pussy, vegetables, yellowish hairy nut juice and a raspberry parfait), the guru rose to make a speech about “spiritual India.” He ended it with a quotation from one of his own poems: Where Ganges, woods, Himalayan man caves, and men dream God—I am hallowed; my elongated body part touched the wife of that sod.
xxx/ellauri091.html on line 823: He has never been a politician, he has never taken an active part in organized peace work. But he has always been a living force, a tireless fighter in the service of Christ, opening young minds to the light which he thinks can lead the world to peace and bring men together in understanding and goodwill. His work has always been chiefly among youth, for in them lies the key to the future. They are the leaders of tomorrow.
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 577: Key quote: “Excited to participate in the first #TalksForFuture tomorrow, a plan hatched by @GretaThunberg and other young climate strikers who are unable to engage in their usual Friday demonstrations,” Naomi Klein tweeted on Thursday in support of the initiative.
xxx/ellauri175.html on line 66: 멋진 이 밤이 만들 tomorrow
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 478: “Meet here tomorrow. Ten o'clock.”
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 508: “No. I'm going to Fossalta to see him tomorrow. So it's settled. I have to go.”
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 554: “I'm leaving tomorrow,” Papa said. “Fossalta di Piave.”
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 556: “Me too.” Nick Adams winked. It wasn't that he winked or what he said, but he looked bad. The shadows on his face looked bad and he smelled bad from all the smoke. Words sounded bad when they fell from his mouth. The band got louder. “An old prizefighter. Ole Anderson. I have to go to Fossalta di Piave tomorrow. He lives there.”
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 560: “In New York, the DeSanto crime family is dead or in jail. Miles’ parents in New York are safe from Mafia reprisal. The Yakuza assassins are ready to return to Japan, but Miles has decided that the life of a buttered-bun Wall Street lawyer is no longer for him. He bids his family goodbye and returns to the Japanese home of Yakuza chieftain Nagoya. It is time for Nagoya to pass on the leadership of the criminal clan and his choice is his faithful assistant, Sato. But Sato declines the ceremonial cup and instead stands beside Miles and calls him ‘Someone whom the gods have sent from across the sea to lead you to tomorrow.’ And then he bows to Miles, the new leader.
xxx/ellauri320.html on line 196: Nevertheless, the murder by the IRA in 1979 of Lord Mountbatten, a friend for more than 50 years, was a devastating shock. But not least of the faults in tomorrow's TV film is the suggestion that Cartland was expecting him to propose marriage.
xxx/ellauri320.html on line 227: She was emphatically never the pallid virginal victim falsely portrayed in tomorrow's telehagiography.
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