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| 937a740 | Carpool,my foot. But it's still not a date,MacGregor. What we'll call this is a...a civilized transit agreement. That sounds bureaucratic enough.I like your car," she added, patting the hood of his Mercedes. "Very sedate." Alan opened the trunk and set the box inside. He glanced back up at Shelby as he closed it. "You have an interesting way of insulting someone." She laughed,that free smoke-edged laugh as she went to him. "Dammit, Alan, I .. | Nora Roberts | ||
| 9427847 | We were green; most of us had never left home before (officers as well as men, except the officers carried their greenness better) yet here we were, traveling south up an enemy river past slow creeks and bayous and brooding trees. I thought to myself if this was the country the Rebels wanted to take out of the Union, we ought to say thank you, good riddance | Shelby Foote | ||
| bd9ba43 | On paper, in the colonel's lamp-lit office, when we saw a problem it was easy to fix; all we had to do was direct that corps commanders regulate their columns so as not to delay each other, halting until crossroads were clear, keeping their riles well closed, and so forth. It didn't work that way on the ground, which was neither flat nor clean - nor, as it turned out, dry | Shelby Foote | ||
| f4afd77 | When I stopped I begun to hear all sorts of things I hadnt heard while I was running. It was like being born again, coming into a new world. There was a great crash and clatter of firing, and over all this I could hear them all around me, screaming and yelping like on a foxhunt except there was something crazy mixed up in it too, like horses trapped in a burning barn. I thought theyd all gone crazy--they looked it, for a fact. Their faces w.. | Shelby Foote | ||
| 9415ccd | But it was one thing to condemn him when court had adjourned and you looked back on what he had done, and it was another different thing entirely when you were sitting on the jury with a man's life in your hands and Nowell was walking up and down in front of the rail in that crisp white linen suit, stopping every now and then and leaning forward to speak in a voice that was barely above a whisper, the courtroom so quiet you could hear your .. | Shelby Foote | ||
| 2627ecb | At any rate, though he never succeeded in laughing at her, as she had done (and continued to do) at him, he fulfilled at least half of what he had predicted he would do when they were married; he beat her. The trouble was, she fought back. And ably, too: for she would snatch up any weapon that was handy, a table lamp, the nail scissors, one of her sharp-heeled shoes, an open box of dusting powder, and once her rubber douche bag. With Amy th.. | Shelby Foote | ||
| 94436ea | For my part I consider the central idea pervading this struggle is the necessity that is upon us of proving that popular government is not an absurdity. We must settle this question now, whether in a free government the minority have the right to break up the government whenever they choose. If we fail it will go far to prove the incapacity of the people to govern themselves. | Shelby Foote | ||
| 82bea9b | I could see their faces then, and the army became what it really was: forty thousand men--they were young men mostly, lots of them even younger than myself, and I was nineteen just two weeks before--out on their first march in the crazy weather of early April, going from Mississippi into Tennessee where the Union army was camped between two creeks with its back to a river, inviting destruction. | battle-of-shiloh civil-war-western-theater | Shelby Foote | |
| eef3327 | for men who a short time before had been shooting at him and doing all in their power to wreck his cause, I remembered what my father had said about the South bearing within itself the seeds of defeat, the Confederacy being conceived already moribund. We were sick from an old malady, he said: incurable romanticism and misplaced chivalry, too much Walter Scott and Dumas read too seriously. We were in love with the past, he said; in love with.. | confederate-states-of-america | Shelby Foote | |
| 3dc8801 | They nodded their heads with quick flicky motions, like birds, and nursed their rifles, keeping them out of the dirt. I had gotten to know them all in a month and a few of them were even from the same end of the county I was, but now it was like I was seeing them for the first time, different. All the put-on had gone out of their faces--they were left with what God gave them at the beginning. | Shelby Foote | ||
| 2ad20ec | Now I lay me down to sleep In mud that's many fathoms deep. If I'm not here when you awake Just hunt me up with an oyster rake | civil-war-eastern-theater history history-of-the-united-states military-history | Shelby Foote | |
| 06296fa | That was when General Johnston rode up. He came right past where I was standing, a fine big man on a bay stallion. He had on a broad-brim hat and a cape and thigh boots with gold spurs that twinkled like sparks of fire. I watched him ride by, his mustache flaring out from his mouth and his eyes set deep under his forehead. He was certainly the handsomest man I ever saw, bar none; he made the other officers on his staff look small. | battle-of-shiloh civil-war-western-theater | Shelby Foote | |
| d28ef86 | It was a strange thing to be in a distant land, among things you'd never seen before, all because our people in Congress had squabbled among themselves and failed to get along and there were hotheads in the South who thought more of their Negroes and their pride than they did of their country | Shelby Foote | ||
| 2df914d | It wasn't a question of luck, the way some folks will tell you; they will tell you it's back luck to be near the wounded. It was just that we didn't want to be close to them any longer than it took to run past, the way you wouldn't want to be near someone who had something catching, like smallpox | Shelby Foote | ||
| b878305 | But it seemed so wrong, so scandalous, somehow so unreligious for a dead man to have to keep on fighting - or running, anyhow - that it made me sick at my stomach. I didn't want to have any more to do with the war if this was the way it was going to be | Shelby Foote | ||
| 763b9b1 | They will tell you Shiloh was no cavalry battle; the field was too cut-up with ravines and choked with timber for the usual mounted work. However, none of Forrest's men realized this at the time and we had our moments | battle-of-shiloh civil-war-western-theater shiloh | Shelby Foote | |
| 768e777 | Yet being in the spotlight is also dangerous because a child's success may be construed by a narcissistic mother as competition. In self-defense, a son or daughter may insist that any achievement is a fluke, and any award is undeserved or is really a tribute to their mother. They suppress their own healthy narcissism to please a mother . . they believe any success is a mistake and at any moment they will be "found out" and identified as a f.. | mother narcissism pleasing pleasing-others worthy | Terri Apter | |
| 2d002f1 | Her thoughts are full of other things just now; and people have such different ways of showing feeling: some by silence, some by words. | self-expression silence thoughts words | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 9c7e3bc | She used to sit long hours upon the beach, gazing intently on the waves as they chafed with perpetual motion against the pebbly shore,--or she looked out upon the more distant heave, and sparkle against the sky, and heard, without being conscious of hearing, the eternal psalm, which went up continually. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 4aaf26c | Sally, do you think God has put us into the world just to be selfish, and do nothing but see after our own souls? or to help one another with heart and hand, as Christ did to all who wanted help? | helping-others selfish | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 0ef5734 | He could not bear to see pain, or sorrow, or misery of any kind; and, if it came under his notice, he was never easy till he had relieved it, for the time, at any rate. But he was afraid of being made uncomfortable; so, if he possibly could, he would avoid seeing any one who was ill or unhappy; and he did not thank any one for telling him about them. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 698e246 | Mr. Thornton stood by one of the windows, with his back to the door, apparently absorbed in watching something in the street. But, in truth, he was afraid of himself. His heart beat thick at the thought of her coming. He could not forget the touch of her arms around his neck, impatiently felt as it had been at the time; but now the recollection of her clinging defence of him, seemed to thrill him through and through,--to melt away every res.. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 746b298 | Was he bewitched by those beautiful eyes, that soft, half-open, sighing mouth which lay so close upon his shoulder only yesterday? He could not even shake off the recollection that she had been there; that her arms had been round him, once--if never again. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| b94ba1c | She handed him his cup of tea with the proud air of an unwilling slave... | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| f394528 | Pray don't go into similes, Margaret; you have led us off once already,' said her father, smiling, yet uneasy at the thought that they were detaining Mr. Thornton against his will, which was a mistake; for he rather liked it, as long as Margaret would talk, although what she said only irritated him. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| ecc48cb | I did try to remember what you said, and to think more of others, but it is so difficult sometimes [...] live only in trying to do, and to be, as other people like. I don't see any end to it. I might as well never have lived. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 593eab3 | he strove to leave his life in the hands of God, and to forget himself. | self-denial self-forgetfulness trust-in-god | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 760d419 | The daily life into which people are born, and into which they are absorbed before they are well aware, forms chains which only one in a hundred has moral strength enough to despise, and to break when the right time comes - when an inward necessity for independent individual action arises, which is superior to all outward conventionalities. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 119fa4a | I did not think I had been so old,' said Margaret after a pause of silence; and she turned away sighing. 'Yes!' said Mr. Bell. 'It is the first changes among familiar things that make such a mystery of time to the young, afterwards we lose the sense of the mysterious. I take changes in all I see as a matter of course. The instability of all human things is familiar to me, to you it is new and oppressive. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 8c84a7f | But between the busy heads and over-reaching arms he could see Charley and Sylvia, sitting close together, talking and listening more than eating. She was in a new strange state of happiness not to be reasoned about, or accounted for, but in a state of more exquisite feeling than she had ever experienced before; | sylvia talking young-love | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 29afad1 | I have often thought of the postman's bringing me a letter as one of the pleasures I shall miss in heaven. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 7fe31b6 | She found Nicholas busily engaged in making a penny spin on the dresser, for the amusement of three little children, who were clinging to him in a fearless manner. He, as well as they, was smiling at a good long spin; | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| ff39cbf | Mother' (with a short scornful laugh), 'you will make me confess. The only time I saw Miss Hale, she treated me with a haughty civility which had a strong flavour of contempt in it. She held herself aloof from me as if she had been a queen, and I her humble, unwashed vassal. Be easy, mother. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| b24a3eb | Bessy, don't be impatient with your life, whatever it is--or may have been. Remember who gave it you, and made it what it is! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 1e85e89 | And I too change perpetually-now this, now that-now disappointed and peevish because all is not exactly as I had pictured it, and now suddenly discovering that the reality is far more beautiful than I had imagined it. Oh, Helstone! I shall never love any place like you. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 375f331 | The more it rains and blows, the more certain we are to have him. | determination north-and-south resilience resistance | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| a0b31df | She tried to comfort herself with the idea, that what he imagined her to be, did not alter the fact of what she was. But it was a truism, a phantom, and broke down under the weight of her regret. She | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| e5c3dfb | For we have every one of us felt how a very few minutes of the months and years called life, will sometimes suffice to place all time past and future in an entirely new light; will make us see the vanity or the criminality of the bygone, and so change the aspect of the coming time that we look with loathing on the very thing we have most desired. A few moments may change our character for life, by giving a totally different direction to our.. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| d046809 | suspected | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| a2bce5a | He may care for her, though she really has been almost rude to him at times. But she! - why, Margaret would never think of him, I'm sure! Such a thing has never entered her head." "Entering her heart would do." | love victorian | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 06122e7 | All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties--leaning against a hope--a hope that first had bowed, and then had broke as soon as he really tried its weight. | hopeless | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 61df6be | That night Mr. Hale laid his head down on the pillow on which it never more should stir with life. The servant who entered his room in the morning, received no answer to his speech; drew near the bed, and saw the calm, beautiful face lying white and cold under the ineffaceable seal of death. The attitude was exquisitely easy; there had been no pain--no struggle. The action of the heart must have ceased as he lay down. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 9ef7dc7 | Death was as true and as common as poverty; yet people never spoke about that, loud out in the streets. It was a word not to be mentioned to ears polite. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 9dbcfcf | she might be idle, and silent, and forgetful, - and what seemed more than all other privileges - she might be unhappy if she liked. | dependancy rest | Elizabeth Gaskell |