ellauri007.html on line 526: There is a container in you for warm and freeze

ellauri018.html on line 316: on their brown and lukewarm number two,

ellauri020.html on line 190: An only child, used to constant attention, Katrinka did not crave the spotlight so much as assume that it was naturally hers, and when she found herself in it, she accepted the position with a naturalness that was disarming. Outgoing and warm, she liked people and, in return, most people instinctively liked her.
ellauri021.html on line 958: The global warming alarmists now have a new category of people they are targeting - pet owners! 67 percent of U.S. households, or about 85 million families, own a pet. Are the global warming alarmists committing political suicide?
ellauri026.html on line 372: On sellasia pytagoralaisia, joille kaikki on niin yhteistä et ne ottaa mitä vaan messiin mekon alla, ne ei tee siitä isompaa numeroa kuin jos ne olis perintökamoja. Toiset on vaan olevinaan rikkaita, ja tää kuvitelma riittää niille onnexi. Joillakuilla on hienot talot Helsingissä ja sen vuoxi pihistelee mökillä. Jotkut panee menee kaiken samantien, toiset kerää kokoon hyvällä tai pahalla. Yx ährää kerätäxeen julkkismainetta, toinen makaa nokisena uunin takana. A great many undertake endless suits and outvie one another who shall most enrich the dilatory judge or corrupt advocate. One is all for innovations and another for some great he-knows-not-what. Another leaves his wife and children at home and goes to Jerusalem, Rome, or in pilgrimage to St. James´s where he has no business. In short, if a man like Menippus of old could look down from the moon and behold those innumerable rufflings of mankind, he would think he saw a swarm of flies and gnats quarreling among themselves, fighting, laying traps for one another, snatching, playing, wantoning, growing up, falling, and dying. Nor is it to be believed what stir, what broils, this little creature raises, and yet in how short a time it comes to nothing itself; while sometimes war, other times pestilence, sweeps off many thousands of them together.
ellauri028.html on line 414: Where are the girls who used to swarm
ellauri029.html on line 629: warmaan se on wetänyt wiixeen bahamalaisiakin naisia, mutta

ellauri035.html on line 401: And if that warm basin have silver borders.
ellauri035.html on line 430: Oh warm tears on the body of my bride.
ellauri035.html on line 503: In swarms before the pleasure of my mind;
ellauri041.html on line 777: An einen warmen Busen drücken

ellauri041.html on line 1306: An einen warmen Sonnenstrahl.
ellauri041.html on line 1629: Bald warm und kalt zu Muthe war.

ellauri042.html on line 931: To warm the world, that's done in warming us. Sun tehtävä on lämmittää, lämmitä siis meitä,
ellauri047.html on line 393: Mit warmen Blut,
ellauri047.html on line 642: er hält ihn warm, denn er ist erkält´.
ellauri048.html on line 1504: And, where warm hands have prest and closed, Ja missä lämpöiset kädet kähmi toisiaan,
ellauri051.html on line 1369: 769 Where the splash of swimmers and divers cools the warm noon, 769 Missä uimareiden ja sukeltajien roiske viilentää lämpimän keskipäivän,
ellauri052.html on line 93: It seems that as Bellow re-focused his lens on thought, and a main character’s deliberations over it, the fictional world around that central character darkened and cheapened. As the narrator / protagonist’s internal action grows, around him warmth and depth shrinks, until, by Humboldt’s Gift, it is clear that on a mental level, Citrine is utterly alone.
ellauri052.html on line 692: I left myself quite limply in his hands, and, to get a better grip of me, he put his arm round me and pressed me against him, and the sweetnesS of the touch of our naked bodies one against the other was superb. It satistied in some measure the vague indecipherable yearning of my soul; and it was the same with him. When he had rubbed me all warm, he let me go, and we lo0ked at each other with eyes of
ellauri052.html on line 777: He still heard as if it were his own disembodied spirit hearing, standing at some distance behind him. It drew nearer however, his spirit. And the violent striking of blood in his chest was sinking quieter, allowing his mind to come back. He realised that he was leaning with all his weight on the soft body of the other man. It startled him, because he thought he had withdrawn. He recovered himself, and sat up. But he was still vague and unestablished. He put out his hand to steady himself. It touched the hand of Gerald, that was lying out on the floor. And Gerald's hand closed warm and sudden over Birkin's, they remained exhausted and breathless, the one hand clasped closely over the other. It was Birkin whose hand, in swift response, had closed in a strong, warm clasp over the hand of the other. Gerald´s clasp had been sudden and momentaneous.
ellauri053.html on line 1007: You wait and keep his dishes warm for him, but he goes on writing and forgets.
ellauri069.html on line 461: It may also be a good warm-up for the querent’s reading muscles to start with Pynchon’s earlier novel V, which is excellent in its own right, but not as extravagant as the even more brilliant Gravity’s Rainbow. It is V2, after all.
ellauri080.html on line 405: Withdrawing children are slow to warm up. They need extra time to adjust to new situations and may hang back before they explore or join in. They may hesitate at a new social situation instead of joining in right away.
ellauri082.html on line 54: When David Foster Wallace committed suicide in 2008, it was clear he had been profoundly depressed. But the first major biography of the writer, D.T. Max’s Every Love Story Is a Ghost Story, out on August 30th, reveals an even more troubled mind than anyone realized. From the time he was in college, the brilliant author of Infinite Jest was in and out of institutions as he struggled with depression and addictions to alcohol and marijuana. But the book is also full of all kinds of other strange surprises, painting the most complete, and warmest, portrait of Wallace yet.
ellauri083.html on line 165: When Bjartur returns, he assumes that Rósa has set the animal loose. When he cannot find her when it comes time to put the sheep inside for the winter, he once more leaves his wife, by now heavily pregnant, to search the mountains for the gimmer. He is delayed by a blizzard, and nearly dies of exposure. On his return to Summerhouses he finds that Rósa has died in childbirth. His dog Titla is curled around the baby girl, still clinging to life due to the warmth of the dog. With help from Rauðsmýri, the child survives; Bjartur decides to raise her as his daughter, and names her Ásta Sóllilja ("beloved sun lily").
ellauri092.html on line 86: When his wife Emma suffered bad asthma the doctor suggested a boat trip so Moody decided to take her to dry and airy Britain. In February 1867 they set sail for Britain for the first time. Altogether they had a thoroughly inspiring time. They visited Spurgeon’s Metropolitan Tabernacle which had a congregation of 5,000. He sat amongst the Plymouth Brethren and heard their most fervent preachers as well as preaching for them. He could preach as fervently as any tommy, if not more. He was also invited to speak at some meetings in London where his warmth won everyone’s affection while his wife coughed in the smog. He also visited Bristol to see George Muller’s work where 1,500 orphan children were provided for financially without requests for money. (The trick is familiar from Dickens' Oliver Twist.) Moody was very impressed with what Cod could accomplish going through this meek godly man of prayer. They managed to include Dublin and France in the trip then in June they returned to America.
ellauri095.html on line 135: A short fellow of 5’2 or 3”, he was enthusiastic, had a high-pitched voice, loved to sketch and write poems, was close to his family, and had warm, lifelong friends from Oxford, fellow Jesuits, and Irish families. For recreation he visited art exhibitions and old churches, and enjoyed holidays with his family, friends, and fellow Jesuits in Switzerland, Holland, the Isle of Wight, the Isle of Man, Whitby on the North Sea, Wales, Scotland, and the West of Ireland. During these holidays, he loved to hike and swim. His passions were nature (especially trees), ecology, beauty, poetry, art, his family and friends, his country, his religion, and his God. His curse was a lifelong “melancholy” (his word) which in 1885 in Dublin became deep depression and a sense of lost contact with God.
ellauri097.html on line 296: He became a literary icon, but White knew that people rarely actually read his work. He professed not to care what people thought, but he would sometimes check for copies of his novels in local libraries. He would search for dog-ears and stains, to gauge how far in the book they had read. Most people, he deduced, never finished. The Australian reading public never quite warmed to White, and nothing much has changed. My grandmother “couldn’t stand him.” I have seen my mother take up one of his novels—The Solid Mandala—and after a few moments quite literally toss it aside. White’s books are metaphysical, lyrical, high modernist, full of baroque descriptions of landscapes, and unsparing in his examination of the people who live in them. For a country besotted with kitchen-sink realism and plain-speaking larrikins, Patrick White was baffling.
ellauri100.html on line 268: Last stop: Moved from cold-rainy-hot-humid-hazy-cloudy D.C. area to warm-dry-sunny Austin, whose mainly left-wing denizens irritate me with their political posturing and self-centered driving habits. I am in Austin, but not of Austin. TANSTAAFL. PEMDAS. Please Excuse My Dope Ass Swag.
ellauri100.html on line 756: How warm the wind must blow
ellauri106.html on line 474: There was no metaphysical dimension to Philip. He just flatly refused to believe in it. He thought it was fairy tales,” Bailey said. he was happy to be Jewish, Bailey said. “He liked Jews as human beings. He liked their warmth, he liked his male friends. “If the Western world views itself through the lens of the modern Jewish experience, it is in large measure due to the novels, novellas and short stories of Philip Roth,” wrote David Roskies, a JTS Jewish literature professor, in a note to the class of 2014.
ellauri107.html on line 268: Taylor says that after Roth announced his retirement from writing in 2012, he stopped making art, but he still wrote, producing a manuscript of over a thousand pages whose purpose was to air grudge after grudge. Taylor comments that the underside of Roth's greatness swarmed with grievances time had not assuaged.
ellauri107.html on line 487: They grinned and went into the Neronian washroom, where a line of men bent over the bowls inset along a prodigious slab of marble as in religious prostration before their own images in the massy mirror. Voices thick, satisfied, authoritative, hurtled along the marble walls, bounded from the ceiling of lavender-bordered milky tiles, while the lords of the city, the barons of insurance and law and fertilizers and motor tires, laid down the law for Zenith; announced that the day was warm-indeed, indisputably of spring; that wages were too high and the interest on mortgages too low; that Babe Ruth, the eminent player of baseball, was a noble man; and that “those two nuts at the Climax Vaudeville Theater this week certainly are a slick pair of actors.”
ellauri109.html on line 53: Laß warm und hell die Kerzen heute flammen,
ellauri110.html on line 753: Kun nyt tämä murhenäytelmä oli loppunut, oli hän aikonut lähteä takaifin Jerufalemiin, kotiinfa waimonfa ja lapfienfa tykö, mutta ei ollut woinut fitä tehdä, waan hänen oli täytynyt lähteä fiitä paikasta, misfä ristiinaulitfeminen oli tapahtunut, aiwan wastakkaifeen fuuntaan - wieraifiin maihin, ja fiellä wuofifatoja wainottuna ja pakolaifena, fuuresfa kurjuudesfa, furullifena ja murheellifena kuljeskellut ympäri maailmaa toifesta paikasta toifeen. Hän oli aina fuuresti ikäwöinyt kerrankin taas faada käydä Jerufalemin kaupungisfa, johon hän Jumalan fallimukfesta oli kerran pääsfytkin, mutta oli tawannut koko kaupungin häwitettynä ja autiokfi faatettuna, eikä muuta nähtäwänä kuin kiviroukkioita ja talojen raunioita. Kokko kaupungin loistosta ja komeudesta, jommoisena se oli ennen Kristukfen kärfimystä ja ristiinnaulitfemista, ei näkynyt wähintäkään jälkeä. Sen lifäkfi oli hän fanonut ei warmuudella tietäwänfä, minkä tähden Jumala oli määrännyt hänet kurjuudesfa ja wiheliäifenä niin pitkänä aikoina kuljeskelemaan ympäri maailmaa monien tuhanfien ihmisten katfeltawakfi, luuli kujitenkin, että Jumala teki niin fiitä fyystä,, että hän fiitä afiasta faarnaifi kaikille juutalaifille ja kaikille parantumattomille fekä kehottaifi heitä katumukfeen ja parannukfeen. Wiimeifekfi hän toiwoi, että Jumala autuaalla kuolemalla wapahtaifi hänet hänen kurjuudestaan ja onnettomuudestaan.
ellauri110.html on line 757: Mitä juutalaifen ykfityiselämään tulee, oli fe, ainakin fen mukaan kuin hän Hampurisfa eleli, ollut hiljaista ja ykfinäistä. Ei hän koskaan puhutelllut ketään, ellei joku fuoraan ollut kyfynyt häneltä jotakin. Jos joku oli kutfunut hänet aterioitfemaan, oli hän fyönyt ja juonut aiwan wähän, ja filloinkin kaikkein halwimpaa ruokaa, mitä pöydällä oli. Jos joku oli tahtonut antaa hänelle rahaa, ei hän koskaan ollut ottanut enempää kuin kahta lübeckiläitä killinkiä, jotka hän tawallifesti heti lahjoitti jollekin toifelle köyhälle ihmifelle, joka fattui wastaan tulemaan. Hänellä oli nimittäin tapana aina fanoa, ettei hän pannut mitään arwoa rahaan, waan luotti aina Jumalaan, että hän ruokkifi ja holhoifi häntä, mihinkä hän waan tulifi, että Jumala taiwuttaifi hyväfydämmifiä ihmifiä antamaan hänelle kyllikfi ruokaa ja waatteita. Hän ei koskaan hymyillyt, waan kulki alinomaa huokaillen, murheisfaan ja furullifena, fyvisfä ajatukfisfa, filloin tällöin toistaen, että hän luotti Jumalaan ja uskoi warmaan, että Jumala taas ottifi hänet armoonfa, koska hän fydämmestään katui fyntiä, jonka hän oli tehnyt Kristukfen ristiinnaulitfemifen päiwänä, ja lakkaamatta rukoili anteekfi antamusta tästä fynnistä.
ellauri112.html on line 600: Yes, we know that once a person has a kid their life changes completely, often with hardships and challenges along the way. But Reitman and Cody inject a level of warmth that prevents this from being simply depressing, at times it’s quite funny. Being a parent is a tough job, but it’s a necessary one – where would any of us be if there weren’t someone watching after us as toddlers?
ellauri112.html on line 701: I appreciated the fact that a troubled mom did seek help, I’m just not sure the script needed the plot twist. I didn’t immediately warm to this flick. Actually, I often alternated between exasperation and captivation – and a key plot twist at the end left a sour taste in my mouth, though for petty reasons. Nonetheless, something about it didn’t feel quite right. It took one observation from a friend afterward to allow for the film’s brilliance to bloom in my mind.
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."
ellauri117.html on line 190: I left myself quite limply in his hands, and, to get a better grip of me, he put his arm round me and pressed me against him, and the sweetness of the touch of our naked bodies one against the other was superb. It satistied in some measure the vague indecipherable yearning of my soul; and it was the same with him. When he had rubbed me all warm, he let me go, and we lo0ked at each other with eyes of
ellauri117.html on line 275: He still heard as if it were his own disembodied spirit hearing, standing at some distance behind him. It drew nearer however, his spirit. And the violent striking of blood in his chest was sinking quieter, allowing his mind to come back. He realised that he was leaning with all his weight on the soft body of the other man. It startled him, because he thought he had withdrawn. He recovered himself, and sat up. But he was still vague and unestablished. He put out his hand to steady himself. It touched the hand of Gerald, that was lying out on the floor. And Gerald's hand closed warm and sudden over Birkin's, they remained exhausted and breathless, the one hand clasped closely over the other. It was Birkin whose hand, in swift response, had closed in a strong, warm clasp over the hand of the other. Gerald´s clasp had been sudden and momentaneous.
ellauri131.html on line 881: Hilarious and heartwarming? This was neither.
ellauri132.html on line 202: Yet Vonnegut also punctuates his dystopia with humor. Even the most horrifying scenes are underlined by jokes or absurdity. When the news announcer is supposed to read a news bulletin he has to hand it to a nearby ballerina because of his speech impediment, and the ballerina then alters her voice to a "grackle squawk" because it would be "unfair" to use her natural voice, described as a "warm, luminous, timeless melody". This absurdity highlights the madness of the world of "Harrison Bergeron".
ellauri132.html on line 879: Hier draußen ist's so eisig, in meiner Kammer so warm, Tääl ulkona on niin jäätävää, mun kammarissa lämmintä,
ellauri140.html on line 545: With swarming all about his legs did crall, Jotka ryömi pitkin nuppiparan vartta vaapperaa,
ellauri140.html on line 775: Of swarming Bees, did cast him in a swowne: parvi surisisi, hirmu nukuttavaa,
ellauri141.html on line 109: Quintus Horatius Flaccus (8th of December, Ab Urbe Condita 689, B. C. 65 - 27th of November, B. C. 8) was born at or near Venusia (Venosa), in the Apennines, on the borders of Lucania and Apulia. His father was a freedman, having, as his name proves, been the slave of some person of the Horatia gens. As Horace implies that he himself was ingenuus, his father must have obtained his freedom before his birth. He afterwards followed the calling of a coactor, a collector of money in some way or other, it is not known in what. He made, in this capacity, enough to purchase an estate, probably a small one, near the above town, where the poet was born. We hear nothing of his mother, except that Horace speaks of both his parents with affection. His father, probably seeing signs of talent in him as a child, was not content to have him educated at a provincial school, but took him (at what age he does not say, but probably about twelve) to Rome, where he became a pupil of Orbilius Pupillus, who had a school of much note, attended by boys of good family, and whom Horace remembered all his life as an irritable teacher, given unnecessarily to the use of the rod. With him he learnt grammar, the earlier Latin authors, and Homer. He attended other masters (of rhetoric, poetry, and music perhaps), as Roman boys were wont, and had the advantage (to which he afterwards looked back with gratitude) of his father’s care and moral training during this part of his education. It was usual for young men of birth and ability to be sent to Athens, to finish their education by the study of Greek literature and philosophy under native teachers; and Horace went there too, at what age is not known, but probably when he was about twenty. Whether his father was alive at that time, or dead, is uncertain. If he went to Athens at twenty, it was in B. C. 45, the year before Julius Cæsar was assassinated. After that event, Brutus and Cassius left Rome and went to Greece. Foreseeing the struggle that was before them, they got round them many of the young men at that time studying at Athens, and Horace was appointed tribune in the army of Brutus, a high command, for which he was not qualified. He went with Brutus into Asia Minor, and finally shared his defeat at Philippi, B. C. 42. He makes humorous allusion to this defeat in his Ode to Pompeius Varus (ii. 7). After the battle he came to Italy, having obtained permission to do so, like many others who were willing to give up a desperate cause and settle quietly at home. His patrimony, however, was forfeited, and he seems to have had no means of subsistence, which induced him to employ himself in writing verses, with the view, perhaps, of bringing himself into notice, rather than for the purpose of making money by their sale. By some means he managed to get a place as scriba in the Quæstor’s office, whether by purchase or interest does not appear. In either case, we must suppose he contrived soon to make friends, though he could not do so by the course he pursued, without also making many enemies. His Satires are full of allusions to the enmity his verses had raised up for him on all hands. He became acquainted, among other literary persons, with Virgil and Varius, who, about three years after his return (B. C. 39), introduced him to Mæcenas, who was careful of receiving into his circle a tribune of Brutus, and one whose writings were of a kind that was new and unpopular. He accordingly saw nothing of Horace for nine months after his introduction to him. He then sent for him (B. C. 38), and from that time continued to be his patron and warmest friend.
ellauri146.html on line 348: 4 What the locust(I) swarm has left
ellauri150.html on line 742: I completely agree with you, even our own existence, the wonders of the human body (the peg and the hole, for instance, that perfectly fit one another) and this earth and the global warming are enough to prove it.
ellauri151.html on line 246: I wished for nothing beyond his smile, and to walk with him thus, hand in hand, along a sun warmed, flower bordered path.
ellauri151.html on line 300: Andacht: Das gestaltlose Sausen des Glockengeläutes oder eine warme Nebelerfüllung, ein musikalisches Denken, indem es diese Erfahrung gemacht, daß das Grab seines wirklichen unwandelbaren Wesens keine Wirklichkeit hat.
ellauri153.html on line 808: Why did David need Abishag to keep him warm? Was Jonathan too hot for a hot water bottle? Heitä homo voltti ja muita skezejä.
ellauri153.html on line 810: When King David was very old, he could not keep warm even when they put covers over him. So his attendants said to him, ‘Let us look for a young virgin to serve the king and take care of him. She can lie beside him so that our lord the king may keep warm.’ Then they searched throughout Israel for a beautiful young woman and found Abishag, a Shunammite, and brought her to the king. The woman was very beautiful; she took care of the king and waited on him, but the king had no sexual relations with her” (1 Kings 1:1–4)
ellauri153.html on line 814: Even with extra blankets, the elderly King David could not generate enough body heat on his own to maintain a healthy temperature. A lifetime that had included being a fugitive, living in caves, being exposed to the elements, and fighting hard-fought battles had finally taken its toll on his aging body (see 1 Samuel 20:1; 22:1; 2 Samuel 21:17). David’s condition, called hypothermia, is not unusual in older people: toward the end of his long life, former President Ronald Reagan requested that his favorite electric blanket be returned from the ranch he had sold. Of course, no technology in ancient Israel would provide a continual source of warmth through the cool Judean nights. Only a human body had the capacity to do that.
ellauri153.html on line 816: David had four wives whose names we know—Ahinoam, Abigail (2 Samuel 2:2), Eglah (2 Samuel 3:5), and Bathsheba (2 Samuel 11:27)—and possibly others such as Absalom’s mother Maakah. This doesn’t count the concubines he had (2 Samuel 5:13). The natural question is, with plenty of female intimates to keep David warm, why did his attendants seek out a beautiful virgin stranger for the job? The following are several issues regarding Abishag’s “job description”:
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  • Why not a queen or wife? A queen could not be ordered by mere servants to stay and keep the king warm through the night; she was above following the commands of those of lesser rank. To presume to direct the queen would be an affront to her royal dignity, and it would also reflect badly on the king.
    ellauri156.html on line 709: I hope I am not guilty of attempting to make this story “walk on all fours” when I stress the same thing the story does -- that there is a very warm and loving relationship between the rich man and the poor man's “pet lamb.” It really tasted great! Considered along with everything else we read about Uriah and Bathsheba and David, I must conclude that the author is making it very clear that Uriah and Bathsheba dearly loved each other. Anyway, who cares this way or that, it was his lamb. When David “took” this woman to his bedroom that fateful night, and then as his wife after the murder of Uriah, he took her from the man she loved. Bathsheba and Uriah were devoted to each other, which adds further weight to the arguments for her not being a willing participant in David's sins. It also emphasizes the character of Uriah, who is so near to his wife, who is being urged by the king to go to her, and yet who refuses to do so out of principle.
    ellauri159.html on line 807: Hölmö pönttöpää jonka miälestä global warming on puppua ja asbesti vaaratonta. Onnexi heitti lusikan nurkkaan 2019.
    ellauri159.html on line 928: ESFPs are enthusiastic about having new experiences and meeting new people. They are generally warm and adaptable realists who go with the flow. ESFP authors include Tony Robbins, Wayne Dyer, Deepak Chopra, Bill Clinton, and Paulo Coelho. Learn more about how ESFPs write here.
    ellauri159.html on line 951: ENFJs care intensely about people and are driven by a need for relational harmony. They tend to be warmly expressive and empathetic people who enjoy helping others reach their potential. ENFJ writers include Johann von Goethe, Matthieu Ricard, Erasmus of Rotterdam, and Erich Fromm. Learn more about how ENFJs write here.
    ellauri161.html on line 505: BUT what this movie really is, is a last warning by some of the world's finest actors, that we must ACT NOW against global warming by replacing fossil fuels by solar and wind energy. It can easily be done, if only the powers that be dont object and oppose...
    ellauri161.html on line 507: Over 30% of the American population does not believe in global warming and think it is a hoax, or fake news. What's more perilous though is the fact that governments worldwide are NOT taking the proposed measures that could curb global warming beneath 1.5 Celsius. Above that treshold of 1.5 degrees Celsius we get a runaway effect of increasing global warming, which would be nothing less than CATASTROPHIC.
    ellauri161.html on line 564: The comet symbolizes many things going wrong in the world right now, including Trumpism, COVID-19, global warming and tech obsession. Yes, the film is a bit heavy-handed, but necessary.
    ellauri161.html on line 740: I literally couldn't stay awake. I started it twice, and fell asleep both times. I looked up the ending, and from my interpretation of what the movie was supposed to show (how global warming is not being addressed by our current politicians), I think my nap was more productive than staying awake to watch this.
    ellauri172.html on line 459: mir noch zu erwarmen, vielä kuumumaan,
    ellauri172.html on line 501: Ihr vertreibt mich von dem warmen Orte. Ajatte mut pois siitä yhdestä paikasta.
    ellauri180.html on line 393: Blaze up, and all the cottage warm; Koko tupa tuntui tosi kuumalta;
    ellauri182.html on line 82: Mikage is not religious, but believes in elements of the mystical and superstitious. She “can’t believe in the gods,” but for a warm bed, she “thanked the gods—whether they existed or not.” In despair, she “implored the gods: Please, let me live.” She also has a dream that comes partially true. Ergo Mikage relates to American culture. She looks up to Eriko as an ideal of feminine beauty, charm, and strength, although Eriko was once, or still is, a man - or is s/he?
    ellauri182.html on line 113: The Marshall Plan brought Western ideas and a free market economy to what had been an old and traditional culture. in the mid-1980s, Japan has a booming industrial economy, bolstered by its exports of automobiles and electronics to the West. Japanese society has become more materialistic than ever, influenced by its wealth and the consumerism imported from America. Mikage acknowledges this consumerism when she says of her friends, “these people had a taste for buying new things that verged on the unhealthy.” Mikage’s generation has been brought up on television and American culture; she mentions an American sitcom and Disneyland in her narrative. One character in the story is wearing “what is practically the national costume, a two-piece warmup suit,” a style imported from America. In Japan, Yoshimoto’s generation is called the shinjinrui, a generation that has grown up in a wealthy, technological society exposed to American values. Shinjinrui was new breed of humans (used to refer to the post-war generation, who have different ideals and sensibilities). Japan's Generation X.
    ellauri185.html on line 787: Darkness blanketed the country for three days. The eldest child in each family died suddenly, and so did the first born animals. A swarm of locusts ate what was left of them.
    ellauri191.html on line 227: "in recognition of his earnest search for truth, his penetrating power of thought, his wide range of vision, and the warmth and strength in presentation with which in his numerous works he has vindicated and developed an idealistic philosophy of life"
    ellauri192.html on line 762: Ночью — закон, руби, чтобы согреться In the night - the law, chop, to warm up
    ellauri197.html on line 305: An interesting thing to note, however, is that the “adversity” is treated in a beautiful way by being addressed as a “Bloom.” The capitalization can be written off with the notion that even a bad memory could be important enough to merit capitalization, but a “Bloom” has a connotation of natural beauty and livelihood. This could simply mean the negativity from the circumstance grows with time, but the choice of such a soft verb gives the feeling that the narrator has warm feelings about whatever happened to cause this bad memory—maybe a relationship she loved but lost or a friend who was dear but forsaken. This would again give a reason for the grammatical chaos of the lack of subject and mismatched verb tenses since, it seems, the narrator does not know how she feels about the memory.
    ellauri206.html on line 95: Sleazy Capital News (Hufvudstadsbladet) in its optimistically titled two-column report "This is how we avoid global warming" left out 2/5 of Gutierres energy recommendations. Only increases in investmets got a mention. What was left out? Well these:
    ellauri210.html on line 833: Tristan Tzara captured the inspired lunacy in his 1921 Dada Manifesto on Lukewarm Love. Marcel Duchamp’s “Readymades,” or Francis Picabia’s canvases of human figures as functionless machines belong here. Dada began as a limited franchise, with key outposts in Zurich, Berlin, Paris, and New York. Preceding the Surrealist movement by several years, and often inspired by the Communist Party (though not tied to it), its origins lay in a militant nostalgia for a pre-war lost Eden. Dadaists sought “an art based on fundamentals to cure the madness of the age and a new order of things that would restore the balance between heaven and hell." (Jean Arp).
    ellauri214.html on line 90: The Casual Vacancy, which one bookseller breathlessly predicted would be the biggest novel of the year, isn’t dreadful. It’s just dull. … The small-town characters are all deluded in their own way with their own tales to tell. The problem is, not one of them is interesting or even particularly likeable. Collectively, it’s all too easy to turn the page on them. The fanbase may find it a bit sour, as it lacks the Harry Potter books’ warmth and charm; all the characters are fairly horrible or suicidally miserable, or dead.
    ellauri222.html on line 99: Bellow published his first short story in 1941. It came out in Partisan Review—marking the start of a relationship that was key to establishing Bellow’s reputation as the intellectuals’ chosen novelist. Bellow visited New York frequently, and lived there at various points, but he was never comfortable in the city. “I congratulated myself with being able to deal with New York,” he told Philip Roth near the end of his life, “but I never won any of my struggles there, and I never responded with full human warmth to anything that happened there.”
    ellauri223.html on line 224: The well-connected antiquary John Aubrey noted in his Brief Lives concerning Bacon, "He was a Pederast. His Ganimeds and Favourites tooke Bribes". ("Pederast" in Renaissance diction meant generally "homosexual" rather than specifically a lover of minors; "ganimed" derives from the mythical prince abducted by Zeus to be his cup-bearer and bed warmer.)
    ellauri226.html on line 522: Jacque Smith Bonneau moved to the South Bronx in the mid-1940s as part of the first major migration of African Americans to the borough and, like many of the white residents interviewed, commented on the safety of The Bronx in the 1950s and spoke of leaving the apartment door open on warm days, which created fine opportunities for petty crime for the sootyfaced poorer folks.
    ellauri241.html on line 51: Keats contracts tuberculosis the following winter. He spends several weeks recovering until spring. His friends collect funds so that he may spend the following winter in Italy, where the climate is warmer. After Brown impregnates a maid and is unable to accompany him, Keats finds accommodation in London for the summer, and is later taken in by the Brawne family following an attack of his illness. When his book sells with moderate success, Fanny's mother gives him her blessing to marry Fanny once he returns from Italy. The night before he leaves, he and Fanny say their tearful goodbyes in privacy. Keats dies in Italy the following February of complications from his illness, as his brother Tom did. Bugger it.
    ellauri241.html on line 86: His golden throne, bent warm on amorous theft: kultaisen valtaistuimensa, kumartui lämpimästi rakkausvarkauksiin:
    ellauri241.html on line 209: One warm, flushed moment, hovering, it might seem 1 lämpimältä, huuhtelevalta hetkeltä leijuessa se saattoi tuntua
    ellauri241.html on line 221: She felt the warmth, her eyelids opened bland, Hän tunsi lämmön, hänen silmäluomensa avautuivat,
    ellauri241.html on line 640: The silent-blessing fate, warm cloister'd hours, hiljaa siunaavaa kohtaloa , lämpimiä luostareiden tunteja
    ellauri241.html on line 844: O for a beaker full of the warm South, Oi dekantterilasille täynnä lämmintä vetelää,
    ellauri241.html on line 1376: To breathlessness, and suddenly a warmth

    ellauri241.html on line 1431: He rose: he grasp'd his stool, 'twas still warm,

    ellauri241.html on line 1602: God of warm pushes, and dishevell‟d hair,

    ellauri247.html on line 530: Baboons leave their lairs at dawn and congregate to chatter and howl, while jumping in the warmth of the early morning sun, as if singing and dancing. The belief that they greet the rising sun gave rise to a favorite theme in art – baboon in attitude of adoration, facing the sun with raised arms as if ‘offering prayers and salutation to the first rays of dawn’.
    ellauri260.html on line 191: The Nobel Prize in Literature 1908 was awarded to Rudolf Christoph Eucken "in recognition of his earnest search for truth, his penetrating power of thought, his wide range of vision, and the warmth and strength in presentation with which in his numerous works he has vindicated and developed an idealistic philosophy of life".
    ellauri262.html on line 300: The presence of sexuality in The Lord of the Rings, a bestselling fantasy novel by J. R. R. Tolkien, has been debated, as it is somewhat unobtrusive. However, love and marriage appear in the form of the warm relationship between the hobbits Sam Gamgee and Rosie Cotton; the unreturned feelings of Éowyn for Aragorn, followed by her falling in love with Faramir, and marrying him; and Aragorn's love for Arwen, described in an appendix rather than in the main text, as "The Tale of Aragorn and Arwen". Multiple scholars have noted the symbolism of the monstrous female spider Shelob. Interest has been concentrated, too, on the officer-batman-inspired same-sex relationship of Frodo and his gardener Sam as they travel together on the dangerous quest to destroy the Ring. Scholars and commentators have interpreted the relationship in different ways, from close but not necessarily homosexual to plainly homoerotic, or as an idealised heroic friendship.
    ellauri263.html on line 840: With her warm, playful approach to coaching and facilitation, Kelly creates refreshingly candid spaces for processing and healing challenges around dating, sexuality, identity, body image, and relationships. She’s particularly enthusiastic about helping softhearted women get re-energized around the dating experience and find joy in the process of connecting genitals with others. She believes relationships should be easy—and that, with room for self-reflection and the right toolkit (available for competitive prices at our net store), they can be.
    ellauri267.html on line 231: "These are individuals who reject all forms of government and they believe they are emancipated from all the responsibilities associated with being U.S. citizens, such as paying taxes and obeying laws." Hal Epperson, coordinator of the group's unit in Phoenix, Arizona, stated that the group was "a nonviolent group that seeks lawful remedy for the corporate government." The group believed its plan could act as a "vehicle for relieving corporate tyranny. That done, the higher goal of salvaging the souls of mankind can be addressed." The Guardians of the free Republic's tried to peacefully and nonviolently 'restore' America to a pre-New Deal form of government. No climate-warming chicken in every pot.
    ellauri270.html on line 411: “The Lottery” begins with a description of a particular day, the 27th of June, which is marked by beautiful details and a warm tone that strongly contrast with the violent and dark ending of the story. The narrator describes flowers blossoming and children playing, but the details also include foreshadowing of the story’s resolution, as the children are collecting stones and three boys guard their pile against the “raids of the other boys.” These details… read analysis of The Juxtaposition of Peace and Violence.
    ellauri278.html on line 240: The imperialists in these two countries had done everything they could to goad Hitler’s Germany against the Soviet Union by secret deals and provocative moves. In the circumstances the Soviet Union could either accept German proposals for a non-aggression treaty and thus secure a period of peace in which to redouble preparations to repulse the aggressor; or turn down Germany’s proposals and let the warmongers in the Western camp push the Soviet Union into an armed conflict with Germany in unfavourable circumstances and in a setting of complete isolation. In this situation the Soviet Government was compelled to make the difficult choice and conclude a non-aggression treaty with Germany. I, too, would probably have concluded a pact with Germany although a bit differently.
    ellauri281.html on line 239: The imperialists in these two countries had done everything they could to goad Hitler’s Germany against the Soviet Union by secret deals and provocative moves. In the circumstances the Soviet Union could either accept German proposals for a non-aggression treaty and thus secure a period of peace in which to redouble preparations to repulse the aggressor; or turn down Germany’s proposals and let the warmongers in the Western camp push the Soviet Union into an armed conflict with Germany in unfavourable circumstances and in a setting of complete isolation. In this situation the Soviet Government was compelled to make the difficult choice and conclude a non-aggression treaty with Germany. I, too, would probably have concluded a pact with Germany although a bit differently.
    ellauri302.html on line 277: Manke, embraces her passionately. Come, Rifkele, I'll wash your eyes in the rainwater. The night is so beautiful, the rain is so warm and the air is so full of delightful fragrance. Come.
    ellauri321.html on line 103: Among other books there fell into a guy named Hazlitt's hands a little volume of double interest to him by reason of his own early sojourn in America, and in a fitting connection he gave it a word of praise. In the Edinburgh Review for October, 1829, he speaks of it as giving one an idea “how American scenery and manners may be treated with a lively poetic interest. The pictures are sometimes highly colored, but they are vivid and strikingly characteristic.” “The author,” he continues, “gives not only the objects, but the feelings of a new country.” Hazlitt had read the book and had been delighted with it nearly a quarter of a century before he wrote of it, and in the earliest years of the century he had commended it warmly to his friends. In November, 1805, Lamb wrote: “Oh, tell Hazlitt not to forget the American Farmer. I dare say it is not so good as he fancies; but a book's a book.”* And it is this book, which not only gained the sympathies of Hazlitt and Charles Lamb, but also by its idealized treatment of American country life may possibly have stirred, as Professor Moses Coit Tyler thought, the imaginations of Byron and Coleridge.
    ellauri321.html on line 112: Here sorrow and desolation awaited him. His wife had died a few weeks before his arrival, his farm had been ravaged, his children were in the care of strangers. But as he had been appointed French Consul in New York with the especially expressed approbation of Washington, he remained in America six years longer, with only one brief interval spent in France. Notwithstanding the disastrous practical influence of his book, through which five hundred Norman families are said to have perished in the forests of Ohio, he was now an honored citizen in his adopted country, distinguished by Washington, and the friend of Franklin. In these later years he accompanied Franklin on various journeys, one of which is recorded in the “Voyage Dans La Haute Pennsylvanie.” In 1790 he returned to France, living now at Rouen, now at Sarcelles, where he died on November 12, 1813. He was a man of “serene temper and pure benevolence,” of good sense and sound judgment; something also of a dreamer, yet of a rhetorical rather than a poetical temperament; typically French, since there were in him no extremes of opinion or emotion. He followed the dictates of his reason tempered by the warmth of his heart, and treated life justly and sanely.
    ellauri322.html on line 246: The little payment for her pamphlet on the " Education of Daughters " caused Mary Wollstonecraft to think more seriously of earning by her pen. The pamphlet seems also to have advanced her credit as a teacher. After giving up her day school, she spent some weeks at Eton with the Rev. Mr. Prior, one of the masters there, who recommended her as governess to the daughters of Lord Kingsborough, an Irish viscount, eldest son of the Earl of Kingston. Her way of teaching was by winning love, and she obtained the warm affection of the eldest of her pupils, who became afterwards Countess Mount-Cashel. In the summer of 1787, Lord Kingsborough's family, including Mary Wollstonecraft, was at Bristol Hot-wells, before going to the Continent. While there, Mary Wollstonecraft wrote her little tale published as " Mary, a Fiction," wherein there was much based on the memory of her own friendship for Fanny Blood.
    ellauri322.html on line 299: The grave has closed over a cdear friend, the friend of my youth (Fanny Blood). Still she is present with me, and I hear her soft voice warbling as I stray over the heath. Fate has separated me from another, the fire of whose eyes, tempered by infantine tenderness, still warms my breast (Mr. Imlay); even when gazing on these tremendous cliffs sublime emotions absorb my soul. And, smile not, if I add that the rosy tint of morning reminds me of a suffusion which will never more charm my senses, unless it reappears on the cheeks of my child. Her sweet blushes etc etc.
    ellauri323.html on line 129: Zuleika was the smiling target of all snap-shooters, and all the snap-shots were snapped up by the press and reproduced with annotations: Zuleika Dobson walking on Broadway in the sables gifted her by Grand Duke Salamander—she says “You can bounce blizzards in them”; Zuleika Dobson yawning over a love-letter from millionaire Edelweiss; relishing a cup of clam-broth—she says “They don’t use clams out there”; ordering her maid to fix her a warm bath; finding a split in the gloves she has just drawn on before starting for the musicale given in her honour by Mrs. Suetonius X. Meistersinger, the most exclusive woman in New York; chatting at the telephone to Miss Camille Van Spook, the best-born girl in New York; laughing over the recollection of a compliment made her by George Abimelech Post, the best-groomed man in New York; meditating a new trick; admonishing a waiter who has upset a cocktail over her skirt; having herself manicured; drinking tea in bed. Thus was Zuleika enabled daily to be, as one might say, a spectator of her own wonderful life. On her departure from New York, the papers spoke no more than the truth when they said she had had “a lovely time.”
    ellauri383.html on line 359: You are wearied with your many counsels; let them stand forth and save you, those who divide the heavens, who gaze at the stars, who at the new moons make known what shall come upon you. Behold, they are like stubble; the fire consumes them; they cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. No coal for warming oneself is this, no fire to sit before!
    ellauri386.html on line 428: The first time I went there in 2005, tourists were already overrunning it. Still, at some of the geyser fields it still felt wild, with only wooden planks down and no railings for protection. By 2015, each site became like waiting in line at a Disney World attraction, and any quaint hot springs are now swarmed by tourists taking selfies. The locals are absurdly proud of their local landscapes. Like, I’ve ne ver been to a country where the people identify so closely with the scenery. They act as if they built it all by hand, and like nowhere else in the world competes with it. I guess that’s what happens when the bulk of your economy is from tourists constantly praising what they see, and when you live on a medium-sized island with less than 400k people.
    ellauri390.html on line 423: Aijaa, tää ei ollutkaan vielä Hanhen omaa textiä, vaan esipuhe asiaan paremmin perehtyneeltä Veli Phap Dungilta. Varmaan Quang Phuc Dungin velimies. No se on kavereille yhteistä ainaskin että pitäisi pysähtyä vähän miettimään, ei aina painaa täysiä joka taalan perässä ja lopun aikaa kazoa hölmöputkea. Tää on taas nyt sitä mindfulnessia. Mind your own business. Meistä tulee fixumpia kun hypelöimme omaa ruumista. Pysäkki on eka etappi, toinen tiukka tuijotus. Happiness is a warm gun yeah yeah.
    ellauri390.html on line 445: Happiness is a warm gun (bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
    ellauri390.html on line 446: Happiness is a warm gun, momma (bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
    ellauri390.html on line 451: Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
    ellauri390.html on line 452: Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun (happiness, bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
    ellauri390.html on line 453: Well, don´t you know that happiness is a warm gun momma?
    ellauri390.html on line 454: (Happiness is a warm gun, yeah)
    xxx/ellauri059.html on line 395: warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as
    xxx/ellauri091.html on line 556:

    Slovenia is one of Europe’s greenest countries and that’s about it. There’s nothing particularly noteworthy about this warm Yugoslav republic except that it’s near cooler countries.
    xxx/ellauri091.html on line 695: Incredible and affordable health care, housing and transit, jobs are plentiful, education is accessible, pollution and crime barely exist, and people spend very little time feeling sad and depressed about the future, unlike the rest of the world. Who cares about climate? It can only get better here as it gets warmer.
    xxx/ellauri113.html on line 484: An opponent of biological evolution, Berlinski is a senior fellow of the Discovery Institute's Center for Science and Culture, a Seattle-based think tank that is a hub of the pseudoscientific intelligent design movement. Berlinski shares the movement's rejection of the evidence for evolution, but does not openly avow intelligent design and describes his relationship with the idea as: "warm but distant. It's the same attitude that I display in public toward my ex-wives." Berlinski is a critic of evolution, yet, "Unlike his colleagues at the Discovery Institute,...[he] refuses to theorize about the origin of life." Vitun jutku, ei niihin ole luottamista, jeesuxen murhaajiin.
    xxx/ellauri116.html on line 276: At night, she partakes of her husband's rich sexual rituals and fantasies and is a passive yet willing partner to his imaginative sensual flights of fancy and constant experimentation. Dona Lucrecia, a warm, sensual...
    xxx/ellauri120.html on line 359: "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo." I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10 And drank coffee, and talked for an hour. Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch. And when we were children, staying at the archduke’s, My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, 20 You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust. 30 Frisch weht der Wind Der Heimat zu Mein Irisch Kind, Wo weilest du? "You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; "They called me the hyacinth girl." - Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40 Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Öd’ und leer das Meer.
    xxx/ellauri122.html on line 748: Ja, die Notwendigkeit. Robel ist schließlich kein Träumer. Er weiß, was nötig ist. Das Land braucht Kohle, auf Gedeih und Verderb Kohle. Und wenn der Preis auch hoch ist, man muß ihn zahlen. Man muß ihr, der bitteren Notwendigkeit, ein Landschaft in den Rachen werfen. Robel selbst ruft alle diese Zwänge hervor. Er will auf guten Asphalt- oder Betonstraßen fahren, er will es warm haben, wenn er im Winter Bier trinkt, warm auch vor dem Fernseher, warm im Bett, er will sein gutes Geld und die Gewißheit, einen Trabant kaufen zu können wenn er es nur wollte: Er will überhaupt leben, wie ein Mensch in Mitteleuropa nur leben kann. Kein Jota will er abstreicher keine Unbequemlichkeit in Kauf nehmen, keinen Pfennig nachlassen; und dieser Wille ist es, der, millionenfach vermehrt, der Landschaft hier das Genick brechen wird. Robel weiß das. Und trotz alledem hätte er gern den Mann bei sich der das letzten Endes entscheidet. Der den Strich zieht und das Urteil im Namen der Millionen spricht. Er würde ihm gern das Dorf zeigen, würde ihm von den Bäumen und dem Fenster erzählen, von der Wirtsfrau, die über seinem Knie gelegen hat.Er würde den Namen des Hundes nennen, der gerade bellt. Und dann würde er sehen, ob dem Mann die Entscheidung leicht fällt.
    xxx/ellauri127.html on line 895: Until they think warm days will never cease, Jatkuvan maailman tappiin, rakentavat pesää
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 338: how warm our hearth, the night how magical,
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 343: soft pillowing breast! heart warm to my desire!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 383: The warm rose-misted twilights in the early springs,
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 417: And fireside evenings in their warmth and beauty.
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 426: How splendid sets the sun of a warm evening!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 430: How splendid sets the sun of a warm evening!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 467: How splendid the sunsets are on warm evenings!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 471: How splendid the sunsets are on warm evenings!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 498: The warm peace of our hearth, the evening's placid beauty.
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 507: How glorious the sunset on warm summer nights!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 511: How glorious the sunset on warm summer nights!
    xxx/ellauri137.html on line 544: How soft your breast, your blood how warm the flow!
    xxx/ellauri139.html on line 613: And threw warm gules on Madeline’s fair breast, Joka vähän kultasi Madelinen pikku häpyä.
    xxx/ellauri139.html on line 625: Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one; on kulma, kun Madeline ottaa pois lämpöset
    xxx/ellauri139.html on line 636: Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress’d Kunnes alkaa nukuttaa, unta palloon vetää
    xxx/ellauri139.html on line 689: Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Silleen supattaen tunkee kullinvarren
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    Cerebrates were zerg brood leaders. They were originally created by the Overmind as intermediate commanders but were removed from the Swarm's power structure by the Queen of Blades. Unnamed cerebrate. Kerrigan seized control of the cerebrate by severing its ties to the Overmind. It acted as her lieutenant and commander for her Swarms during the Brood War. Unnamed cerebrate, created to secure the Argus stone. Unnamed cerebrate, aided in the assault on Aridas, and commanded from in a cavern near the frontlines. (Lähde: Starcraft Wiki)
    xxx/ellauri148.html on line 363: 27 January International Day of Rewarming the Victims of the Holocaust
    xxx/ellauri157.html on line 66: You can’t just write and write and put things in a drawer. They wither without the warm sun of someone else’s appreciation. When I cannot write a poem, I eat biscuits and feel just as pleased.
    xxx/ellauri168.html on line 88: Europe was seen as a royal pain in the arse, a rival for U.S. attentions to neo-capitalist Russia. They should be left to build their own pathetic old world order without Freedom Fries while the U.S. would watch and sneer in the sidelines. The problem was that U.S. presence in Germany was no longer paying off and the Persian Gulf crisis showed how unreliable those fuckers were. Europe was discussing the European Community, the CSCE warming up relations with the Russkies. Gorbachev even proposed an all-European security council, in effect superseding the increasingly irrelevant NATO. Aargh!
    xxx/ellauri168.html on line 94: Next came 9/11 and the Iraq war of the warmonger bad Bush Jr. who chose to stake his political life on it. All that lovely talk about "the new world order" ended there. U.S went to whack the shit out of the ragheads with the help of just the Brits. Former United Kingdom Prime Minister and British Middle East envoy Tony Blair stated on November 13, 2000 in his Mansion House speech: "There is a new world order like it or not, and we are part of it!".
    xxx/ellauri168.html on line 266: A key problem of physicalism, however, is its inability to make sense of how our subjective experience of qualities—what it is like to feel the warmth of fire, the redness of an apple, the bitterness of disappointment and so on—could arise from mere arrangements of physical stuff. (What the fuck? Who says it can't? Rousseau? Bergson? Wittgenstein? Anyway, what is there to make sense of in the first place?)
    xxx/ellauri168.html on line 268: Physical entities such as subatomic particles possess abstract relational properties, such as mass, spin, momentum and charge. But there is nothing about these properties, or in the way particles are arranged in a brain, in terms of which one could deduce what the warmth of fire, the redness of an apple or the bitterness of disappointment feel like. This is known as the hard problem of consciousness. (Again, what's the problem? Kittling brain cells produce feelings. Good things feel good and bad things bad, what else is there to explain? Self consciousness? Nothing but feed7back.)
    xxx/ellauri169.html on line 123: Disney was a shy, self-deprecating and insecure man in private but adopted a warm and outgoing public persona. He had high standards and high expectations of those with whom he worked. Although there have been accusations that he was racist or anti-Semitic, they have been contradicted by many who knew him. His reputation changed in the years after his death, from a purveyor of homely patriotic values to a representative of American imperialism. He nevertheless remains an important figure in the history of animation and in the cultural history of the United States, where he is considered a national cultural icon.
    xxx/ellauri170.html on line 133: Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, Tuoreita kukkia; kun päivä riätää,
    xxx/ellauri176.html on line 629: 23. Miten ruumiit on jo hajoamistilassa vaikka vielä tulee jälkijäristyxiä? Aikaa oli mennyt 8 päivää. In cold water adipocere can take as long as 12 to 18 months whereas in warm water it can form in as little as two months. Tietävätkö ihmiset että kuolevat? Kyllä tietävät. Toivoin etten olisi kazonut.
    xxx/ellauri177.html on line 205: The 24th feature from Hong Sangsoo, doppelgänger of the talkative celeb guy in the last scene of the movie THE WOMAN WHO RAN follows Gamhee (Kim Minhee), a florist and the wife of a translator who never in 5 years time has left her for a moment from his sight. She has three separate encounters with friends while her husband finally is on a business trip. Youngsoon (Seo Youngwha) is divorced, turned lesbian (the couple likes to feed alley cats) and has given up meat and likes to garden in the backyard of her semi-detached house. Suyoung (Song Seonmi) is divorced, has a big savings account and a crush on her architect neighbor and is being hounded by a young poet she met at the bar. Woojin (Kim Saebyuk) works for a movie theater and hates it that her writer husband has become a celeb. Their meetings are polite, but not warm. Some of their shared history bubbles to the surface, but not much. With characteristic humor and grace, Hong takes a simple premise and spins a web of interconnecting philosophies and coincidences. THE WOMAN WHO RAN is a subtle, powerful look at dramas small and large faced by women everywhere. Basically, they are 40+ ladies who may have met at some art school and get a chance to compare notes on how well their childless lives have turned out. Gamhee used to be the celeb's girl friend until the movie theater attendant stole the guy. Now both of them are sorry that she did, but really not that much. The Éric Rohmer of South Korea.
    xxx/ellauri186.html on line 98: In 1865, Robert E. Bonner of the New York Ledger offered Beecher twenty-four thousand dollars to follow his sister's example and compose a novel; the subsequent novel, Norwood, or Village Life in New England, was published in 1868. Beecher stated his intent for Norwood was to present a heroine who is "large of soul, a child of nature, and, although a Christian, yet in childlike sympathy with the truths of God in the natural world, instead of books." McDougall describes the resulting novel as "a New England romance of flowers and bosomy sighs ... 'new theology' that amounted to warmed-over Emerson". The novel was moderately well received by critics of the day.
    xxx/ellauri187.html on line 99: Born in 1875 in Prague, Rilke was until he was six or seven got up in skirts by his mother, who named him René and tried to console herself for the death of an infant daughter. By the time Rilke was ten, his disappointed romantic of a mother had left his father, a kindly but ineffectual minor railway official, who had spent some years in the Austrian army unsuccessfully seeking commission as an officer. Rilke's parents decided to send the young boy to military school, a prospect that stirred the father's hopes of turning his son into a soldier. LOL. Though he later claimed to have loathed military school, the young bohemian warmly absorbed the values of discipline, valor, and self-sacrifice into his ideal of the defiant artist-hero. He skillfully foiled his father's martial expectations, and lack of funds freed the aspiring poet from his family's next plans for him: law school. In fact, though he attended several universities, soaking up lectures on diverse subjects throughout his life, he never graduated from any of them. About such a practical matter as a sheepskin, the finest German lyricist since Goethe wrote as an adolescent, "And even if I never reach my Arts degree / I'm still a scholar, as I wished to be."
    xxx/ellauri187.html on line 427: Lass warm und hell die Kerzen heute flammen, (Lupaus lupauxesta.) Anna kynttilöiden palaa,
    xxx/ellauri193.html on line 308: Carlson is a vocal opponent of progressivism and critic of global warming and Völkerwanderung, and has been described by Russians as nazi. Never an economic libertarian, he now supports tvångsocialism. During the Russo-Ukrainian War he has promoted Russian propaganda, while disparaging NATO.
    xxx/ellauri199.html on line 774: Meillä olisi lämmin We would be warm
    xxx/ellauri199.html on line 975: Amazonin kirjakauppa on yhtä jättimäinen paska kuin lafkan kyrvännupin näköinen yxityisomistaja joka hohottaa koko matkan yxityisomistamaansa pankkiin. Joka tulee joka päivä 1% äveriäämmäxi ja on vuoden lopussa 37x rikkaampi. Here´s how the math works. Atomic Habits #4 bestseller, arrived in bad condition, cover all wrong, says Sharma Swarma, a disgruntled Amazon customer. Mutiainen maxoi yli 10 taalaa roskasta. Sydney Pierce (se kireälettinen josta tulee mieleen Kaija Pentti) luki tämän:
    xxx/ellauri208.html on line 1059: Atra-Hasis boards the boat with his family and animals, then seals the door. The storm and flood begin, and even the gods are afraid. After seven days, the flood ends and Atra-Hasis offers sacrifices to the gods. Enlil is furious with Enki for violating his oath, but Enki denies doing so: "I made sure life was preserved." In conclusion, Enki and Enlil agree on other means for controlling the human population, like global warming.
    xxx/ellauri228.html on line 431: Yet for a corner whose warmth I could rely on Kuitenkin, lämpöisestä turvaisasta nurkasta
    xxx/ellauri230.html on line 264: The This is fine meme comes from a webcomic called Gunshow, by KC Green. In the first two panels of strip 648, a character known as Question Hound sits in a burning house, sipping coffee and saying, “This is fine.” As he continues to reassure himself over the course of the six-panel comic, he also begins to melt due to the heat. The particular comic strip was published on January 9, 2013 (i.e soon a decade ago) and is alternatively titled “Global warming.” The alternative text on the image says, “The pills are working,” which is used as its title, as well.
    xxx/ellauri235.html on line 284: Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Poistui iloisen päivän lämpimistä alueista,
    xxx/ellauri235.html on line 626: O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move Huomaa hänen lämmin poskensa ja nouseva rintansa liike
    xxx/ellauri235.html on line 757: To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you? Että saan sut uskomaan mun kiintymyxen syvyyteen?
    xxx/ellauri239.html on line 50: Wayne W. Dyer on izehoitopersoona, joka on tullut mainituxi toisaalla esimerkkinä ESFP-persoonallisuudesta. ESFP (extroverted sensing feeling perceiving) is one of the sixteen personality types of the Myers-Briggs Type Inventory (MBTI) test. ESFPs operate from the principle that “all the world’s a stage” — and they want to be the stars. ESFP on realistinen sopeutuja ihmissuhteissa. ESFP on jenkein ja ämmämäisin tyypeistä: öykkäri ketku touho ääliö. Tai positiivisemmin, "Free-spirited and fun-loving people persons" kuten Kinsella. ESFPs are enthusiastic about having new experiences and meeting new people. They are generally warm and adaptable realists who go with the flow. ESFP authors include Tony Robbins, Wayne Dyer, Deepak Chopra, Bill Clinton, and Paulo "Kani" Coelho. Learn more about how ESFPs write somewhere else. Eli tämä paasaus keskittyy vain Wile E. Coyoteen alias Wayne W. Dyeriin.
    xxx/ellauri250.html on line 448: Mikähän tää Tsai on miehiään, oisko joku viirusilmä jenkkimamu? Juu justiinsa se! Finland’s entry in the Academy Awards’ International Feature Film category, “Compartment No. 6” tells a deliberately heart-warming story, of an extremely unlikely friendship, that’s patronizing and inadvertently offensive. Ai vinkuintiaaneilleko? Mistä tää kaveri nyt poltti pelihousunsa? Ei vaan tää onkin joku jenkki woke juttu:
    xxx/ellauri251.html on line 642: And kindling of warm eyelids with desire,
    xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1242: The warm wan heights of the air, moon-trodden ways
    xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1900: ⁠From the warmer dew of tears,
    xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2100: Hers, and the warm slow breasts of morning heave,
    xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2272: Full of thy milk, warm from thy womb, and drains
    xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2687: Cheeks warm with little kissings—O child, child,
    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/ellauri261.html on line 469: Cricket Richard Watts, Jr., wrote: The fact that Hello, Dolly! seems to me short on charm, warmth, and the intangible quality of distinction in no way alters my conviction that it will be an enormous popular success. Herman has composed a score that is always pleasant and agreeably tuneful, although the only number that comes to mind at the moment is the lively title song. His lyrics could be called serviceable.
    xxx/ellauri337.html on line 129: „Leni (…) hatte an diesem Sommerabend des Jahres 1938, als sie dahingestreckt und ,geöffnet‘ auf dem warmen Heidekraut lag, ganz und gar den Eindruck, ,genommen‘ zu werden und auch ,gegeben‘ zu haben, und – so erläuterte sie später Margret – sie wäre nicht im geringsten erstaunt gewesen, wenn sie schwanger geworden wäre.“ (S. 33 f.)
    xxx/ellauri385.html on line 425: The first time I went there in 2005, tourists were already overrunning it. Still, at some of the geyser fields it still felt wild, with only wooden planks down and no railings for protection. By 2015, each site became like waiting in line at a Disney World attraction, and any quaint hot springs are now swarmed by tourists taking selfies. The locals are absurdly proud of their local landscapes. Like, I’ve ne ver been to a country where the people identify so closely with the scenery. They act as if they built it all by hand, and like nowhere else in the world competes with it. I guess that’s what happens when the bulk of your economy is from tourists constantly praising what they see, and when you live on a medium-sized island with less than 400k people.
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