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| 005146b | Elizabeth's concern that Ian might insult them, either intentionally or otherwise, soon gave way to admiration and then to helpless amusement as he sat for the next half-hour, charming them all with an occasional lazy smile or interjecting a gallant compliment, while they spent the entire time debating whether to sell the chocolates being donated by Gunther's for $5 or $6 per box. Despite Ian's outwardly bland demeanor, Elizabeth waited une.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 68de15d | In the first place, you aren't qualified or experienced enough to work at this level.In the second place, I don't want you here." His contempt brought Lauren's simmering fury to a rolling boil, and she couldn't stop herself from goading him. "Perfect!" she said brightly, backing away a step. "Now would you just be kind enough to call Mr. Weatherby and tell him that? I've already given him reasons for not wanting to work for you, but he in.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 9a62279 | Nick,please let me go." "I can't." His forehead creased into a dark frown of irritated bewilderment. "Whenever I see you,I can't seem to let you go." "You fired me!" He grinned. "I just rehired you." | Judith McNaught | ||
| a6d0adb | By the way-" Jim stopped her "-I spoke with Mary and set her straight about who was seduced by whom a few weeks ago." Lauren sighed defeatedly. "I wish you hadn't..." "Be damned glad I did. Mary worked for Nick's grandfather, and she's known Nick since he was a baby.She's fiercely loyal to him. She's also a staunch moralist with a particular dislike for aggressive young women who pursue Nick. She'd have made your life a living hell." "If sh.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| c57f086 | You were wearing your hair up like that the day we left for Harbor Springs," he said, his deep voice pitched seductively low. "I like it." "In that case," Lauren said lightly, "I'll start wearing it down." He grinned. "So that's the way we're going to play it,is it?" "Play what?" "This little game we started yesterday." "I am not playing your game," she said with quiet firmness. "I do not want the prize." | Judith McNaught | ||
| 57b7a17 | He turned over the application, and Lauren watched him scanning it, his gaze nearing the bottom where she had listed her job preferences. She knew the exact instant he spotted what she had written. "What the...!" he said, astonished, and then he burst out laughing. "Weatherby and I are going to have to be careful. Which of our jobs do you want most?" "Neither," Lauren said shortly. "I did that because on my way to the interview at Sinco,I d.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 89d26e9 | Why is it," Royce murmured, gazing into her intoxicating eyes, "that every time you surrender willingly, like this, you make me feel like a king who has conquered. Yet when I conquer you against your will, you make me feel like a defeated beggar?" -- | Judith McNaught | ||
| 0e9fcc3 | The waltz was dwindling away, and with a supreme effort he let her go. They talked through the crowd together, smiling politely at people who intercepted them without the slightest idea of anything that was said. When they neared the Townsendes' group Ian delayed her with a touch of his hand. "There's something I've wanted to tell you," he said. Scrupulously keeping up appearances, he reached out to take a drink from a tray being passed by .. | Judith McNaught | ||
| ca63193 | I also suspect that he loves you." Trying to suppress the anguished hope that flared in her heart, Lauren turned her face to the stained-glass window near their table. "What makes you think so?" "To begin with, he isn't treating you the way he normally treats the women in his life." "I know that. He's nice to the others," Lauren said bitterly. "Exactly!" Mary agreed. "He's always treated his women with an attitude of amused indulgence...of .. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 106b61a | We all have urgent matters pending," one of the members growled. "What the hell is Nick's problem that he can't be here?" "He said it's a labor relations problem." "That's no excuse!" another member exploded. "We all have labor relations problems." "I reminded Nick of that," the chairman replied. "What did he say?" "He said that has a labor relations problem like his." | Judith McNaught | ||
| 13feb93 | Lying in bed, she would alter the plots of the novels, the dialogue, and even the situations and locales to suit herself, but she never, ever, changed her imaginary hero. He and he alone remained ever constant, and she knew every detail about him, because she had designed him herself: He was strong and masculine and forceful, but he was kind and wise and patient and witty, as well. He was tall and handsome too--with thick dark hair and wond.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| f339251 | We need to straighten out some personal matters between us. Why don't we do it over dinner tonight?" he suggested. Lauren courteously refused with a half truth. "I'm sorry, I already have a date." "All right,how about tomorrow night?" he asked,holding out his hand for hers. Lauren plunked his messages into his outstretched palm. "You already have a date-Miss Moran at seven at the Recess Club." Nick ignored that reminder. "I'm leaving for It.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 51ffb97 | Hi.What are you doing here?" He frowned. "Damned if I know." Unable to suppress her smile she said, "The usual excuse is that you happened to be in the neighborhood and decided to drop by." "Now why didn't I think of that?" Nick mocked dryly. "Well,are you going to invite me in?" "I don't know," she said honestly. "Should I?" His gaze traveled down the entire length of her body, lifted to her lips and finally her eyes. "I wouldn't if I were.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| cf5bc5f | largesse, | Les Standiford | ||
| be6104a | Nana le puso a aquel tema, que aun no tenia letra... una letra inventada en Ingles. Aquellos vocablos incomprensibles fueron como un hechizo... que me dejaron cautiva de la voz de Nana. La mesa se convirtio en escenario. El movil en microfono y la media luna en la luz de los focos. Aparte de Nana, no hay nadie en el mundo capaz de realizar esa magia. Aun ahora sigo estando segura de ello. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| 668dcf5 | Oye Nana, ?sigues pensando que no tienes adonde regresar? Aquella mesa y aquellas sillas siguen estando alli... cerca de la ventana...tal como estaban entonces. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| a395d5b | Life is about getting knocked down over and over, but still getting up each time. If you keep getting up, you win. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| 75061f8 | I guess the fact that they made something they could be proud of is more important than any prize ever could be. I can understand that. The beauty of the clothing itself is in the eye of the beholder. Judging art on a point system in the first place seems totally ridiculous! But since I grew up in such a competitive, point-awarding world, I wanted the grand prize more than anything. I wanted to be number one and get all the glory. Glory, hu.. | fashion glory | Ai Yazawa | |
| b240571 | You know what 'congregate' means? It's from the Latin. 'Greg' means herd. 'Con' means with. We're with our herd. | Ann Packer | ||
| b98737a | Denis Eady was the son of Michael Eady, the ambitious Irish grocer, whose suppleness and effrontery had given Starkfield its first notion of "smart" business methods, and whose new brick store testified to the success of the attempt. His son seemed likely to follow in his steps, and was meanwhile applying the same arts to the conquest of the Starkfield maidenhood. Hitherto Ethan Frome had been content to think him a mean fellow; but now he .. | Edith Wharton | ||
| d711625 | Of all the civil rights for which the world has struggled and fought for 5,000 years, the right to learn is undoubtedly the most fundamental.... The freedom to learn ... has been bought by bitter sacrifice. And whatever we may think of the curtailment of other civil rights, we should fight to the last ditch to keep open the right to learn, the right to have examined in our schools not only what we believe, but what we do not believe; not on.. | Linda Darling-Hammond | ||
| 5c218f1 | But the chief problem in any community cursed with crime is not Punishment of the criminals, but the preventing of the young from being trained to crime. | W E B Du Bois | ||
| 09b68f7 | They approach me in a half-hesitant sort of way, eye me curiously or compassionately, and then, instead of saying directly, How does it feel to be a problem? they say, I know an excellent colored man in my town; or, I fought at Mechanicsville; or, Do not these Southern outrages make your blood boil? | talking-about-race | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| 0e4f32b | If the problem of the twentieth century was, in W. E. B. Du Bois's famous words, "the problem of the color line," then the problem of the twenty-first century is the problem of colorblindness, the refusal to acknowledge the causes and consequences of enduring racial stratification." | du-bois race racism | Naomi Murakawa | |
| c2625de | It was not, then, race and culture calling out of the South in 1876; it was property and privilege, shrieking to its own kind, and privilege and property heard and recognized the voice of its own. | jim-crow privilege property race reconstruction | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| 676922e | Out of the temptation of Hate, and burned by the fire of Despair, triumphant over Doubt, and steeled by Sacrifice against Humiliation, . . . He bent to all the gibes and prejudices, to all hatred and discrimination with that rare courtesy which is the armor of pure souls. . . . he simply worked, inspiring the young, rebuking the old, helping the weak, guiding the strong. | soul | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| 9d3fd21 | The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife--this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self. In this merging he wishes neither of the older selves to be lost. He would not Africanize America, for America has too much to teach the world and Africa. He would not bleach his Negro soul in a flood of white Americanism, for he knows that Negro blood has a message for the wo.. | W.E.B. Du Bois | ||
| 788a010 | All life long crying without avail, As the water all night long is crying to me. | W.E.B. Du Bois | ||
| e37f92d | When now we turn and look five miles above, there on the edge of town are five houses of prostitutes,--two of blacks and three of whites; and in one of the houses of the whites a worthless black boy was harbored too openly two years ago; so he was hanged for rape. And here, too, is the high whitewashed fence of the "stockade," as the county prison is called; the white folks say it is ever full of black criminals,--the black folks say that o.. | injustice legacy systemic-racism | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| 4af0a06 | Among this people there is no leisure class. We often forget that in the United States over half the youth and adults are not in the world earning incomes, but are making homes, learning of the world, or resting after the heat of the strife. But here ninety-six per cent are toiling; no one with leisure to turn the bare and cheerless cabin into a home, no old folks to sit beside the fire and hand down traditions of the past; little of carele.. | poverty | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| f4e3541 | What in the name of reason does this nation expect of a people, poorly trained and hard pressed in severe economic competition, without political rights, and with ludicrously inadequate common-school facilities? What can it expect but crime and listlessness, offset here and there by the dogged struggles of the fortunate and more determined who are themselves buoyed by the hope that in due time the country will come to its senses? | poverty prejudice | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| 73ffd64 | John," she said, "does it make every one--unhappy when they study and learn lots of things?" He paused and smiled. "I am afraid it does," he said." | W.E.B. Du Bois | ||
| a2f8c1a | VI. LOOKING BACKWARD How the planters, having lost the war for slavery, sought to begin again where they left off in 1860, mere substituting for the individual ownership of slaves, a new state serfdom of black folk. | W.E.B. Du Bois | ||
| cebc9a6 | There is in this world No such force as the force of A person determined to rise. | W.E.B. Du Bois | ||
| 19a9736 | He simply wishes to make it possible for a man to be both a Negro and an American, without being cursed and spit upon by his fellows, without having the doors of Opportunity closed roughly in his face. | W.E.B. Du Bois | ||
| eac2e73 | Arms in the hands of the Negro aroused fear both North and South. Not that the Negroes could not and would not fight, for these same blacks, largely under their own officers, had beaten back Louisiana whites at Port Hudson and Milliken's Bend. But, it was the silent verdict of all America that Negroes must not be allowed to fight for themselves. They were, therefore, dissuaded from every attempt at self-protection or aggression by their fri.. | reconstruction self-defense | W E B Du Bois | |
| 23e1416 | The white economic and political elite often failed to recognize blacks as American, just as blacks often failed to recognize their potential for advancement outside of the limited opportunities afforded them by whites. | black-history | W.E.B. Du Bois | |
| 58e3bc2 | Nine Southern states adopted vagrancy laws - which essentially made it a criminal offense not to work and were applied selectively to blacks - and eight of those states enacted convict laws allowing for the hiring-out of county prisoners to plantation owners and private companies. Prisoners were forced to work for little or no pay. One vagrancy act specifically provided that 'all free negroes and mulattoes over the age of eighteen' must hav.. | Michelle Alexander | ||
| 20d3182 | Tolerably good workmen in any of those mechanic arts are sure to find employ, and to be well paid for their work, there being no restraints preventing strangers from exercising any art they understand, nor any permission necessary. If they are poor, they begin first as servants or journeymen; and if they are sober, industrious, and frugal, they soon become masters, establish themselves in business, marry, raise families, and become respecta.. | Joel Salatin | ||
| 0b7c781 | The unflappable Washington then continued with the session as if nothing had happened. It was a classic performance: he exercised the greatest self-control when roiled by the most unruly emotions. | Ron Chernow | ||
| 2c67410 | Cities, Barber notes, "collect garbage and collect art rather than collecting votes or collecting allies. They put up buildings and run buses rather than putting up flags and running political parties. They secure the flow of water rather than the flow of arms. They foster education and culture in place of national defense and patriotism. They promote collaboration, not exceptionalism."24" -- | Michael Shermer | ||
| 39b1071 | If every kitchen in America had enough chickens attached to it to eat all of the scraps coming out of that kitchen, no egg industry or commerce would be necessary in the whole country. | Joel Salatin | ||
| 6d2f5fe | When I first began to criticize small farming, a number of critics (most of them small-scale farmers) roundly condemned me for supporting agribusiness. In my favorite example to date, Joel Salatin, who figures prominently in the grass-fed-beef chapter, condemned my "love affair with confinement hog factories"! This reaction, while wildly inaccurate, is nonetheless important to take seriously. Most notably, it's almost comically indicative o.. | James E. McWilliams | ||
| c3593e1 | a risk-free life is a life that's not worth living. | Joel Salatin |