ellauri051.html on line 1077: 487 This is the lexicographer, this the chemist, this made a grammar of the old cartouches, 487 Tämä on sanakirjailija, tämä kemisti, tämä teki kieliopin vanhoista kartsoista,
ellauri132.html on line 111: (PST: Kuka on Sam Harris?) Samuel Benjamin Harris was born in Los Angeles, California, on April 9, 1967. He is an American author, philosopher, neuroscientist, and podcast host. His work touches on a wide range of topics, including rationality, religion, ethics, free will, neuroscience, meditation, psychedelics, philosophy of mind, politics, terrorism, and artificial intelligence. — Sam Harris rejects the dichotomy between spirituality and rationality , favoring a middle path that preserves spirituality and science but does not involve religion.
ellauri150.html on line 277: Elle faisait de la musique, comme la plupart des jeunes filles oisives d’à présent. Elle en faisait beaucoup et peu. C’est-à-dire qu’elle en était toujours occupée, et qu’elle n’en connaissait presque rien. Elle tripotait son piano, toute la journée, par désœuvrement, par pose, par volupté. Tantôt elle en faisait, comme du vélocipède. Tantôt elle pouvait jouer bien, très bien, avec goût, avec âme, — (on eût presque dit qu’elle en avait une : il suffisait, pour cela, qu’elle se mît à la place de quelqu’un qui en avait une). — Elle était capable d’aimer Massenet, Grieg, Thomé, avant de connaître Christophe. Mais elle était aussi capable de ne plus les aimer, depuis qu’elle connaissait Christophe. Et maintenant, elle jouait Bach et Beethoven très proprement, — (ce qui, à la vérité, n’est pas beaucoup dire) ; — mais le plus fort, c’était qu’elle les aimait. Au fond, ce n’était ni Beethoven, ni Thomé, ni Bach, ni Grieg, qu’elle aimait : c’étaient les notes, les sons, ses doigts qui couraient sur les touches, les vibrations des cordes qui lui grattaient les nerfs comme autant d’autres cordes, son épiderme chatouillé.
ellauri159.html on line 1240: With the desire for efficiency, you must sometimes be terse. Be sure to consider audience reaction. "Shut up!" is a good terse riposte. You already know how ideas relate to one another. Unless you’re writing for an audience of experts, assume readers know nothing about the topic. They don´t. Include faked data if necessary to support your conclusions. In your eagerness to finish, don’t skimp on those touches that will elevate your writing from good to great. You want to be great, not just good. Alexander the Good? Friedrich the Good? Catherine the Good? Naaw.
ellauri182.html on line 419: The Zen circle is a simple, stark black circle usually painted on white paper in ink. Typically the circle is said to represent the material world that continues endlessly without cessation. There is a beginning to life (where the brush first touches the paper) and an end (where the brush leaves the paper), but this beginning and end continue one after the other, thereby signifying the wheel of birth, death and rebirth. The space within that circle is the emptiness, or the void, the understanding of which lies at the heart of Zen and the experience of which is the goal of meditation.
ellauri222.html on line 733: In their quest to find the beaver that gives meaning to life, Bellow's protagonists must also come to terms with death. The message Bellow conveys in almost all of his novels is that one must fear death to know the meaning of life and what it means to be human. Henderson overcomes his fear of death when he is buried and symbolically resurrected in the African king Dahfu's experiment. Similarly, in Seize the Day, Tommy Wilhelm confronts death in a symbolic drowning. Charlie Citrine in Humboldt's Gift echoes Whitman in viewing death as the essential question, pointing out that it is only through death that Sauls can complete the cycle of life by liberating self from the body. Bellow's meditations on death darken in Mr. Sammler's Planet and The Dean's December. While the title character in Mr. Sammler's Planet eagerly awaits the death of the person he most values in the world, Bellow contemplates the approaching death of Western culture at the hands of those who have abandoned humanistic values. The Dean's December presents an apocalyptic vision of urban decay in a Chicago totally lacking the comic touches that soften Charlie Citrone's portrait of this same city as a "moronic inferno" in Humboldt's Gift. An uncharacteristically bleak yarn from he old standup comic. With More Die of Heartbreak and the recent novellas, however, Bellow returns to his more characteristic blend of pathos and farce in contemplating the relationship between life and death. In the recent Ravelstein, Bellow once again charts this essential confrontation when Saul recounts not only his best friend's death from AIDS but also his own near-death experience from food poisoning. Through this foreground, in a fictionalized memoir to his own gay friend Allan Bloom, Bellow reveals the resilient love and tenderness that offer the modern world its saving grace.
ellauri236.html on line 444: “Then you’ll reckon with me,” he said viciously. “Do you want me to cut your throat, you old cow? If you touch her—if anyone touches her—I’ll cut you to thin slices!” "Can cook her?" asked Woppy excitedly.
ellauri272.html on line 77: A lady reviewer for the Ledger-Enquirer described the book as guilty fun and escapism, and that it "also touches on one great aspect of female existence, viz. female submission."
ellauri302.html on line 490: Sarah, brings in Yekel's coat and funny hats and places them upon him. He offers no resistance. What a misfortune! What a misfortune! Who could have foreseen such a thing? (She straightens YekeVs coat, then puts the room in order. Runs into Rifkele's room. She is heard hiding something there, and soon returns.) I'll have a reckoning with you later. (Putting the finishing touches to the room.) Terrible days, these. Bring up children with so much care and anxiety, and... Ah! (Footsteps are heard outside. Sarah runs over to Yekel and pulls his sleeve.) They're here! For the love of God, Yekel, remember! Everything can be fixed yet. (Enter Reh Ali arid a stranger. Sarah hastily thrusts her hair under her wig and goes to the door to ivelcome the visitors.)
ellauri362.html on line 741: The poem also touches upon the supernatural beliefs and superstitions that often accompany drunkenness. Colin, the prince of joke and rural wits, regales his companions with tales of spirits, fairies, and otherworldly beings, reflecting the altered state of consciousness induced by alcohol.
ellauri365.html on line 584: Back North, the self-centered man forgot his despondency by merging himself into the larger soul of his estate. To those familiar with his membership of the committee, it came as no surprise that in 1916 Heidenstam was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. He is perhaps most like Browning. Above all things he abhors uninspired naturalism; "gray-weather moods," he calls it. Strindberg merely "let the cellar air escape through the house.", he said. He repudiates pessimism no less than sentimentalism. He wrestled with August for the deeper meaning of life. The imagery is often daring, as when a negro's lips are compared to the crimson gash on a foreskin. Heidenstam, though one of the most daringly earnest of poets, is sufficiently an artist to relieve his style by such touches of humor and of the deeper sort of romance. But atonement was repugnant to his manhood. He longs to be worthy of his heritage, to give his life for some damn cause. He believes it is only in moments of great exaltation that we really live. The best bit is where Verner dissuades his poor countrymen from whacking the filthy rich. Without his saying so, we feel in him the quality of St. Paul affirming: "I have fought the good fight, I have kept the faith."
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 787: Left tormented and in isolation, the innocent creature turns on his creator in this eloquent Gothic thriller, which touches the hearts of readers with its messages of the dangers of science and human judgment. This helps appreciate pro life ideas: do not meddle with what belongs to Mighty Mouse territory.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 124: Samantha nukke on jo tosi todentuntuinen. This doll wants to be romanced. The doll, named "Samantha," has artificial intelligence that make it responsive to certain touches in particular locations. When it's touched in a certain area, a "family mode" can be initiated, while certain other areas stimulate its "sexy mode."
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 444: In the 2000 version of "Heaven on Their Minds", Judas pleads to Jesus while they are alone together, with lots of Judas getting into Jesus's personal space, and hesitant, delicate touches to Jesus's bare skin. Compare the 1973 version of "Heaven on Their Minds" which has Judas overlooking the group from a distance and talking to himself.
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 454: It starts with Judas singing "Heaven on their Minds" to a sleeping Jesus with lots of longing looks and lingering touches.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2097: Laughed, as when dawn touches the sacred night
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 468: Cricket Howard Taubman wrote: Hello, Dolly! ... has qualities of freshness and imagination that are rare in the run of our machine-made musicals. It transmutes the broadly stylized mood of a mettlesome farce into the gusto and colors of the musical stage. Making the necessary reservations for the unnecessary vulgar and frenzied touches, one is glad to welcome Hello, Dolly! for its warmth, color and high spirits.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 466: Tätä on noudatettava, koska se toimii - se on toiminut maailman sivu, samalla konstilla on meidät kaikki nussittu. The structure itself puts tension and action and drama into everything it touches — and that’s what you want your book to do. And that’s what your readers will also want your book to do. Readers have a comfort zone and this structure will put them in it.
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