ellauri048.html on line 1611: Henceforth, wherever thou may'st roam,
ellauri051.html on line 812: 232 In me the caresser of life wherever moving, backward as well as forward sluing, 232 Minussa elämän hyväilijä kaikkialla, missä liikkuu, niin taaksepäin kuin eteenkin,
ellauri051.html on line 943: 359 This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is, 359 Tämä on ruoho, joka kasvaa kaikkialla, missä on maata ja vettä,
ellauri073.html on line 275: Quickly on your attacks on Wallace's writing style, I will mention that -- contrary to your rather baffling notions -- people did enjoy Infinite Jest and other works of his. They will continue to do so for decades. Listen Fartey: his work will live on. People recognize great writing wherever it materializes. Forget your distaste of footnotes, or your struggle in understanding the themes and ideals his work encompasses. His audience is clearly beyond you, so try to see that not everyone feels the same as you. You don't have to like his writing, but when you detract from it it makes it even more apparent that you are the lesser man. Your comments on Foster's writing ability led me to some of your other articles, and to be completely honest, it wasn't all bad. I genuinely enjoyed your "Fucking vs. Making Love" poetry bit, although it did seem like a cheap knockoff of Black Coffee Blues. Regardless, I can still acknowledge that the piece had its moments. However (and this is where I want you to pay attention you tub of lard), the piece can also be slammed in several areas. This is highly important, as we can see the parallels between this aspect of "Fucking vs. Making Love" and anything David Foster Wallace wrote. When it comes down to it, your writing can be criticized stylistically and formatically just like his can; the only difference is that there are few that actually give a shit about your writing, whereas Wallace's work is meaningful to the point where people have legitimate incentive to think critically about it. So defile it with your petty blog posts all you want, but at the end of the day you're the one who's only making yourself look bad, and as a heavily obese man based in Europe you are surely having few problems achieving this in the status quo, since Europeans are notably fatist.
ellauri077.html on line 714: Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.
ellauri106.html on line 339: "I hope the time is coming when not only the artist, but the common, average man, who always ´has the standard of the arts in his power,´ will have also the courage to apply it, and will reject the ideal grasshopper wherever he finds it, in science, in literature, in art, because it is not ´simple, natural, and honest,´ because it is not like a real grasshopper. But I will own that I think the time is yet far off, and that the people who have been brought up on the ideal grasshopper, the heroic grasshopper, the impassioned grasshopper, the self-devoted, adventureful, good old romantic card-board grasshopper, must die out before the simple, honest, and natural grasshopper can have a fair field."
ellauri269.html on line 67: Arthas blinked, momentarily surprised at the lack of his title (Prince). Of course, he reasoned. I'm being inducted as a man, not a prince. "I do". "Do you vow to walk in the grace of the Light and spread its wisdom to this fellow here, man?" "I do". "Do you vow to vanquish weevils wherever it be found, and impregnate the innocent with your very precious life juice?" "I d- oh, by my blood and honor, I bloody well do." That was close, he'd almost messed up!
ellauri276.html on line 1134: So all you young fellows wherever you be, Joten kaikki te nuoret, missä olettekin,
ellauri302.html on line 361: Sarah (arises. To Yekel.) It makes no difference to me, — one place or another, your, mine or the bike basement. If you want me to leave, all right. I'll go. The devil won't take me long.. I'll earn my keep, all right, wherever I may be, the good old way. (Resumes her packing, silently. Pause.)
ellauri398.html on line 1230: Nathan’s number one passion is to know and to serve Yeshua the Messiah (Jesus Christ) our Redeemer and Master, and to become like him by loving him and keeping his Torah commandments and helping to regather to Yeshua the lost sheep of the house of Israel (i.e., Christians wherever they may be). Passions 2, 3, and 4 are Sandi, downhill and arborism. He speaks biblical Hebrew and koine Greek, but his French is a little rusty. Excuse my French. And no, he is no Jew, just a country boy from Oregon. He likes rimmed hats and collarless white shirts.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 593: Like my own rules, they’re all quite simple, but much closer to timeless principles. So whoever you are, wherever you sit, whatever you are holding on your hand: Thank you.
xxx/ellauri195.html on line 308: They have the right to work wherever they want to, as long as they have dinner ready when you get home. John Wayne
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