It would probably be quite easy to extract a sort of beauty, as Arnold Bennett did, from the blackness of the industrial towns; one can easily imagine Baudelaire, for instance, writing a poem about a slag-heap.
Everyone stood aghast, too taken aback even to grab at the dog. Tramps, unlettered types as nearly all of them are, face their poverty with blank, resourceless minds. Dream on children, dream on.
Why wasn't I told No one can imagine, unless he has seen such a thing, what pot-bellied, degenerate curs we looked. When we need it at home. Secondly, does it matter? The schedule had no room for you. Even though I'm lost inside. Writing in Forbes magazine, Dreman noted that most large fortunes diminish and sometimes disappear in only two or three generations.
Its mahout, the only person who could manage it when it was in that state, had set out in pursuit, but had taken the wrong direction and was now twelve hours' journey away, and in the morning the elephant had suddenly reappeared in the town.
Suddenly the superintendent made up his mind. Captain Smith surely must have been a-drinking. And my kids can hardly wait for me to die. He ended up on alcohol and pills For it is the condition of his rule that he shall spend his life in trying to impress the "natives," and so in every crisis he has got to do what the "natives" expect of him.
But even Wigan is beautiful compared with Sheffield. This being Sunday, we were to be kept in the spike over the week-end. The dead man was a hundred yards away. Your miner friends notice the stiffness of your walk and chaff you about it.
He knows that your muscles are not the same as his. The gay and fanciful nonsense of this rhymed satiric social skit enjoyed, despite the seeming dominance of the moral Barbaulds and Trimmers, a roaring success.
She has an orange butterfly named Marmalade.
People without God are without hope and know they will soon be forgotten. I wish I could see you for just a day. When Strawberry Shortcake and her friends first encountered her, they thought that she was a mermaid, but she is really just a girl.
You see I've always been a fighter but without you I give up May had begun, and in honour of the season—a little sacrifice to the gods of spring, perhaps—the authorities had cut off the steam from the hot pipes.
At those times the place is like hell, or at any rate like my own mental picture of hell. If you would not have fallen then I would not have found you This was the theme song from the 's television sitcom "The Beverly Hillbillies".
I just never took the timeThe difference between the right word and the almost right word is really a large matter — it's the difference between a lightning bug and the lightning.
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Children's literature - Historical sketches of the major literatures: The English have often confessed a certain reluctance to say good-bye to childhood.
This curious national trait, baffling to their continental neighbours, may lie at the root of their supremacy in children’s literature. Yet it remains a mystery. But, if it cannot be accounted for, it can. 10 Signs You Know What Matters. Values are what bring distinction to your life.
You don't find them, you choose them. And when you do, you're on the path to fulfillment. Thinking Outside the Box: A Misguided Idea The truth behind the universal, but flawed, catchphrase for creativity. Posted Feb 06,Download